I thought I saw a feather falling from the sky
and was you, my Princess, waved by the wind.
For a kiss will be yours my whole being,
I hope you later don't want to sell me.

If you want me I'll be in the forest of oblivion,
singing a song and moving away from the noise.

When you come, look at it well,
and if you see me, please come.
Come with me and stay away from the noise, 
let's sing together with that beautiful sound.