Oh star twinkling far,
Do you see my lover's pupils?
He must be staring back in the dark,
For your light is reflecting his.
Oh wind blowing from the west,
Would you carry my desperate kisses?
For I know his lips long for my caress
As much as mine long for his.
Oh leaves with a rustle so delicate,
Would you carry my song to his ears?
Might my longing echoes resonate
Across the miles, for him to hear.