How I have dreamed of you, my secret love, in days of never-ending summer and nights of infinite stars.
You were unfolded in perfection before my eyes, lovely and unbending by the golden lotus,
Like the flower that reveals in its splendour a vision of the coming magus, who walks alone in the garden of my desire.
Long is the road that would lead me to my secret love, marked only by the scent of the ever-opening bloom.
A charm the magus weaves is cast before my longing face; a veil of beauty that intoxicates my sense beyond the realm of understanding.
In solitude I comprehend this mystery, which leads me ar along this, the only path I know.
I see the destination of my soul. In the rising sun it shall be be found with you.