When I look at the sky
Dazzling down my purely erotic eyes
I ponder “Beauty, oh Beauty”

Coated with it's finely sewn garments
With lines of different signs
I presume, “SEASON TO LOVE”

And then it began to rain
Drooling through her beauty
I exclaim in admiration,
“Oh beautiful Asteria, let down twinkles of love upon man and be thou at peace”.