On a gracious autumn eve You come
with the golden autumn moon,
bearing smiling sweet sephali blooms
and white endless floating clouds.

Laughing billowing waves of hilarious joy
through the groves of fresh "kash" grass.
Swaying vibrant rhythm in the depths of hearts
flashing joy in graceful dance,
You steal away the love from all
with Your most endearing glance.

Your rosy feet are incomparable,
Your gospels bathed in dew.
Your nectarial flow
and fragrant perfumes
bring tidings from celestial realms.