Honey, let's go home now,
The grapes have climbed onto the shelves:
Seeing it, summer is coming,
To its honeysuckle feet, to your bedroom.
Our wandering kiss has traveled around the world:
Armenia, honey lumps unearthed;
Ceylon, green dove; Yangtze River with its long history
Patience, constantly separates the day from the night.
Now, my beloved, let us go back and cross the mighty sea
Like two blind birds returning to their stronghold,
Returning to their distant spring nests;
Because love cannot fly forever,
Our lives return to the walls, to the stones of the sea:
Our kiss leads us home, to where we belong.
BE ending