1. O daughter of the rising dawn, o sister of the moonlit night
O blossom of the branch, however delightful with fruit

2. Time passes, yet my longing is made new
Roaming my hearing and my sight

3. If you would let me meet your phantom I would live by it
An age, though after eyes yearn for vestiges

4. After your glance, I incline to no songs
However bejeweled with the light of sun and moon

5. And after your words, I sing no elegy
However it comes with passion and remembrance

6. O gently sloping plain, my ardour gave you to drink
A stream that frolics as it spills its pearls

7. And longing opened up in your melody
A garden that surges with flowers for the dreamer

8. Until at every moment it assails me
With what the garden’s fragrance comprises at dawn