Into this scene I burst from a dew drop
Like the sweet perfume of a thousand roses
And I found you there gardening
A spring and a sky garden with pinkish clouds
Such feeling of complete
Of welcome home my wandering woman
Never met me before
You said I can make my own melody
But that I should listen to yours first
Beautiful symphony awaken from the earth
Filled the trees around
Also the pinkish cloud that gazed at us with one eye
And with the other to the sky
Such feeling of complete
Of welcome home my wandering lady
Never met me before
I will never be alone anymore
I am home.