O lady of the wonderful dreams
I bow unto thine felicitous crown
Unheard melodies I do hear
Strung from thine harp in the night
Thou art innatal
Thou art mysterious
Thou play tunes on the deep secrets of the heart
Thine melodies are unheard whispers from the land of fantasy
Thine eyes are filled with seduction
Thine garments are strung with the scented flowers from the Garden of Eden
Thine mystic presence stirs the heart with joy
Thou art gives happiness which is even greater than the joy of Heaven
Thou shines among the pleasant images
That present themselves as heaven covers the earth with stars
Thou art dwells among the mysteries that remain unsolved
Thou art the Queen of Mankind
O lady of the dreams never ending
I wish to dwell among the mysteries of thine heart
And to remain cuddled forever in the warmth of thine hands.