Don't be like the wind, who we cannot see
soft is her touch, her dance is all we feel

Don't be like the moon, the goddess of the night
she's only out to play, when our eyes are no longer bright

Don't be like the scent, she is the greatest mirage
always ready to grant us pleasure, she's impossible to catch

Don't be like the snow, the mistress of winter
she knows how to make us chill, but never around in the summer

Don't be like the sweet words, forever full...