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.