Dreaming the forget-me-not, around the river bank

Along the long moonlit road, is my darling coming?

Reed field stirring wind, the footsteps of my darling?

The sound of flowing water, a song by my darling?

My heart so lonely wanders endlessly

As if it's about to dawn, I feel the cold wind alone.

Dreaming lilies, passing the open plain

Along the long moonlit road, is my darling coming?

The sound of dragging her skirt bedewed on the grassy field

Parting flower scent, is my darling coming?

My heart trembling wanders endlessly

As if it's about to dawn, wind alone blows

wind alone blows