How sweet is the sound of the flute tonight!
Sweetheart, how sweet is the sound of the flute!
How Sweet, how sweet!
I admit I never played like this before.
Therefore, I wonder:
Does the flute take its tune from the cheeks
Of the flowers around me?
Or the light of the moon above my head?
Or does it reflect the dance
Of the heart within my chest?
Or perhaps it acquires its sweetness
From your eyes, your cheeks, your lips?
Or perhaps, or perhaps.
How sweet is the sound of the flute!
Sweetheart, how sweet is the sound of flute!
How sweet, how sweet!