The south wind blowing fresh and cool,
Disconsolate the nightingale,
Flowers dreaming under the moon,
The tuberose alone exuding fragrance.

I love the indistinct colors of night,
And I love the nightingale to sing,
Even more I love the flowers dreaming,
Embracing tuberose,
Kissing tuberose.

Tuberose, I sing of you,
Tuberose, I think of you,
Ah ah ah......I sing of you,
I think of you.

The south wind blowing fresh and cool,
Disconsolate the nightingale,
Flowers dreaming under the moon,
The tuberose alone exuding fragrance.

Tuberose! Tuberose! Tuberose!
Kissing tuberose,
Tuberose! Tuberose! Tuberose!