You don't remind me
Of the iris in spring
Or of dawn on the mountain
When the bluebird starts to sing

You don't remind me
Of the breeze on the bay
Or a star in the fountain
Where the silverfishes play

To the moon glow in September
You reveal no resemblance
Of the first snow in November
You're not even a semblance

No, you don't remind me
Of the world around me
For behind me for so much such
My love for you blinds me
That my darling you only remind me
Of you
Of you
Of you