1st Verse
Passing the riverside
where forget-me-nots are dreaming
In the moonlight from afar,
is my beloved coming
The wind blowing in the reed beds
are these your footsteps?
Might the sound of flowing water
be my beloved’s song?
My lonely heart wandering endlessly
As dawn draws near, only the wind rises
2nd Verse
Passing the field
where lilies are dreaming
In the moonlight from afar,
is my beloved coming?
The sound of a grass-dyed skirt
dragging as it comes
Parting the flower’s scent,
is my beloved coming?
My heart trembles and wanders endlessly
As dawn draws near, the wind fills the air
The wind fills the air
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