When I awake and see the fields
and flowers bathed in drops of dew
And all the world is basking in
the pearly lustre of the new

Then when the air is shimmering and
the winds are blowing from the south
With peaches so delectable
they melt like honey in my mouth

'Neath skies as blue and cloudless as
a vault of lapis lazuli
I think of sparkling oceans and
a thirst begins to grow in me

For I have dreams of setting off
aboard a giant sailing ship
And gliding down to Greece to see
the wood nymphs take their morning dip

A languid aura there like mist
weighs heavy on the flowers and trees
And every persimmon is sweet
as fruit of the Hesperides

Then on to Istanbul to see
the ruins in the scorching heat
And cool off 'midst the pillars in
the dripping cisterns neath the street

To sigh beside the Bosporous
beneath a giant yellow moon
And roar off down to Cappadocia
in a painted silk balloon

And where, if not to Persia when
the palace gardens are in bloom?
^Where fountain water tastes of rose
and where the air is like perfume

Then to the dunes of sifted gold
upon those parched Arabian lands
Where camels bear their loads of silk
across the sprawling desert sands

Where merchants trade in tea and jade
and pearls of finest orient
Enticing travellers to their tents
with jars of rich Arabian scent

And so I look towards the East
as yet another day is born
Before me, rising from the sea-
the gleaming palace of the Dawn