Days and seasons past here and there
I was a vagrant who wanders days and nights
Who never knew anything's value before you
Who never valued anyone this much before you
Sweetheart, say my dear, want from me whatever you want
If you want, the life will pass with feasts and festivals
If you want, the spring will come with hyacinths and thyrsusses
If you want, the world will spin with revels and hornpipes
Sweetheart, say my dear, want from me whatever you want
If you want, we'll be friends with cranes in the sky
If you want, we'll get marry with a flourish of trumpets
If you want, we'll make all four sides tingle
I was a vagrant who wanders days and nights
By being unaware of the earth, the sky and myself
I was a vagrant who never knew anything's value before you
Who never valued anyone this much before you