You came into my mind,
applied colour to it
and went away without even telling me Your name.

Tell me,
what is this Your introduction of Yours?
Let me know,
where did You come from and why did You come?

Over the firm and motionless mountains,
ice spreads layer by layer.
You made it melt by awakening it
with the sacred charm of Your mantra.

The mind that had been sleeping,
over it, You applied colour with Your song
and made it dance to Your tune with melody and rhythm.