You are as beautiful as white clouds
Flowing among bright stars at night:
You are as beautiful as pale clouds
Which the moon sets alight. You are as lovely as golden stars
Which white clouds try to brush away:
You are as bright as golden stars
When they come out to play. You are as glittering as those stairs
Of stone down which the blue brooks run:
You are as shining as sea-waves
All hastening to the sun.