Is it a greeting from you,
That which the violet breathes,
The violet that just sprouted
From the young greenery?
  Yes, it is surely a greeting from far away,
  Ah, a greeting from you, my shining star!

  Is it a greeting from you,
That the birdlet brings,
The birdlet that sings from the treetop
With such a brisk tone?
  Yes, it is surely a greeting from far away,
  Ah, a greeting from you, my shining star!

  Is it a greeting from you,
That I quickly picked up,
That which the brooklet sings,
That which the fir soughs?
  Yes, it is surely a greeting from far away,
  Ah, a greeting from you, my shining star!

  Is it a greeting from you,
T'would be better if you yourself
Came back, came back,
You my sole happiness!
  Harken, ah harken to my pleading from far away:
  Come back, come back, my shining star!