"Why art thou weeping?" he asked. "Alas," answered she, "thus shone the full moon when I played this air on the flute for the last time, and the head of my beloved rose out of the water." He looked at her, and it seemed as if a veil fell from his eyes, and he recognized his dear wife, and when she looked at him, and the moon shone in his face she knew him also.
Miróla él y fue como si le cayese un velo de los ojos. Reconoció a su amadísima esposa. Y cuando ella, a su vez, levantó los suyos a su rostro, iluminado por la luz de la luna reconociólo también.