By the signalling call of the unknown
I travelled far on an unknown melody.

That unknown one is the eternal stealer of mind
whom all ideations mysteriously surround.

In the unknown light of the morning sun
I gently float into consciousness.
That unknown one has bound each atom of my existence
to a garland of smiling flowers.

O unknown one,
when I shall recognise You,
do stay for a moment in the festivity of light.
In this light my heart floats while thinking of You,
warming the blood of my life.