On rocky stone bonfires
The night is kissing breath of grassy knolls.
The pilgrim has returned
To Heavens, dressed in silk of snake-like words.
The beasts in midnight dark
Have lost the right to call your secret names.
The time of love has come.
Who will be due to claim your lover's fame?
Hai, Hai, Hai,
The time of love has come.
The blind alone can't see:
The lovers sleep on bosom of the night.
Sing softly lullaby:
They've just fallen asleep, let them sleep tight.
Dare, go into the dawn,
The wind of love can't sense the groan of walls.
And its transparent trace
Is like infinity of Heavens' Grace.
Hai, Hai, Hai,
The time of love has come.