(Verse)
Along the Hwang Ho Valley where young men walk and dream
A flower boat with singing girls came drifting down the stream
I saw the face of only one come drifting down the stream

(Chorus)
You are beautiful, small and shy
You are the girl whose eyes met mine
Just as your boat sailed by

This I know of you, nothing more
You are the girl whose eyes met mine
Passing the river shore

You are the girl whose laugh I heard
Silver and soft and bright;
Soft as the fall of lotus leaves
Brushing the air of night

While your flower boat sailed away
Gently your eyes looked back on mine
Clearly you heard me say
"You are the girl I will love some day."