Desert star of melting silver,
Gleaming through the clouds...

Shahrazad, dancer of the night
Behind the purple lattice of Persian screens...

On rails of steel, I flew away
O'er deep green swamp and windy bay...

Through the verdant trails, I climb
To this mountain rock sublime...

When dusk comes, I take my walk
Meeting ghosts of Summers lost...

A lonely graveyard on the hill
Through twisted trees, I saw...

Silver curtains of moonlight,
Undulating slowly over glowing hillsides...

Wind rustling through eternity's acres
In a pastel land of green and shade...

A forest pathway I follow
Through a distant misty hollow...

Branches move and sadly sway
Their farewell to this long day...

Ancient moon,
Guardian of truth...

In depths of this shaded glen
Where flows perfumed flowers' scent...