Who touched my pain?
And it became flower,
Who bestowed upon me
Long awaited shower?

Who played on a flute?
So melodious entertaining,
This gypsy mind of mine
Smiling as cloud's silver lining.

From the brink of gulch
Who seized my hand?
And I invented myself
On a fabulous island.

Look! How shamelessly smiles
This yellow birdlike mind,
Happiness is flying with clouds
Letting grief weep behind.

Rain of Love is falling in mind
So sweet melodious,
All happiness is flying in my sky
So bountiful spontaneous.