O what do you see in my two doleful eyes?
I know that you see your own revered presence.
A flame softly burning, never to die.

Arcanely gaze at me and so thoroughly scry,
Soothsay our fate of divine coalescence.
O what do you see in my two doleful eyes?

You are the sun of my nebulous skies.
Heal my soul with your bright luminescence.
A flame softly burning, never to die.

Like the blossoming grasslands nearby,
You imbue me with your holy florescence.
O what do you see in my two doleful eyes?

With such gratified tears do I ceaselessly cry,
As I cheerily flare in your love’s incandescence.
A flame softly burning, never to die.

You are the numen whom I glorify,
Along with your sanctified essence.
O what do you see in my two doleful eyes?
A flame softly burning, never to die.