Smoky autumn night, Stars up in the sky, I see the sailin' boats Across the bay go by. Eucalyptus trees hang above the street And then I turn my head, For you're approachin' me. Moonlight on the water, Fisherman's daughter, Floatin' in to my room With a golden loom. First we wash our feet Near the immortal shrine And then our shadows meet And then we drink the wine. I see the hungry clouds up above your face And then the tears roll down, What a bitter taste. And then you drift away On a summer's day where The wildflowers bloom With your golden loom. I walk across the bridge In the dismal light Where all the cars are stripped Between the gates of night. I see the trembling lion With the lotus flower tail And then I kiss your lips As I lift your veil. But you're gone and then All I seem to recall Is the smell of perfume And your golden loom.