I was walking along
Like someone loved me a lot.
All over the land,
The islands were laughing,
And a strong wind blew.

I was walking along
Like someone was dreaming
about my beauty.
In the night, in the depths of my heart,
I see in the water a reflection of my face,
As if someone had written our songs.

My beauty - I ask
Where are you? When will you be
free to be mine?
But you don't always answer,
You're probably busy or sleeping.