When the mountain of heart falls into a rain (rain) storm,
Flood flows secretly deep inside my spirit.
When a spirit finds it's beloved in somewhere desolated,
Words injure my chest secretly
Oh darling, oh darling, oh darling
If your friend hasn't invited you withfully, then you can't go there with a good grace.
A rose of a willingless garden, shall be thorny
There exists an invisible way from heart to another heart
It goes from spirit to another spirit oh my darling, darling, darling
It's a secret road
While the poor philomel singing in dawn,
While the arrows of your eyelashes pricks,
While the whole world in asleep,
Let no one see it my darling, darling, darling
Come, secretly.