O soft white catkin flower!
A trap of love in autumn bower.
You make my mind swinging gently,
I feel someone loving me deeply.

This is a paradise holy,
An abode of happiness truly.
I search happiness elsewhere in vain,
So close to me it does remain.

Two eyes are not weeping,
Emeralds of joy are leaping.
In eyes I kept it hidden,
To enlighten the autumn garden.

Happiness spills out around me,
I wish not to catch but to see.
Methinks he is here who boarded last train,
Happiness is lurking at the turn of my pain.

I say happiness to leave me solitary,
It embraces me hard to make me fairy.
O happiness! I never cried for you,
You came willingly to give me autumn hue.