Why are you sad in the night's loneliness? Are not the stars your close associates?

This elegant dignity of the silent sky; this sleeping earth, this silent world;

This moon, wilderness, environment, mountains, Nature is a prolific garden of white roses.

The colourful pearls are variegate and beautiful, seem to be the stars of your tears.

What do you desire so inordinately, O Heart! Nature is in concord with you, O Heart!