The Indian princess:
Blends in whisper of endless delights
Sound of wandering nightly lyre.
Elevating the tunes to the heights
Dances Kali in tempting desire
To declare the power of the music
That obscures the stars and the moon,
Their glistering light turns elusive
Like the lotus in black lagoon…
You have mastered and raised above
Depths of music, wise and bright,
So forever will stay beloved
Grace of moonless and starless night.