You know that land where lemon orchards bloom,
Its golden oranges aglow in gloom,
That land of soft wind blowing from blue sky,
Where myrtle hushes and the laurel's high?
You know that land?
That way! That way
I'd go with you, my love, and go today.

You know that house, its roof on colonnades,
The halls agleam, the rooms of gems and jades?
The marble statues eying all I do:
"Oh wretched child, what have they done to you?”
You know that house?
That way! That way
I'd go with you, my guardian, today.

You know that mountain and its clouded peak?
The path through mist that hooves of donkeys seek?
In caves the ancient dragon-spawn now rove.
The rocks loom high, and rivers burst above.
You know that place?
That way! That way,
O Father, lies our path! Let's go today!