Youth you are of the up coming age, Shedding tears In remembrance of the beloved, Or for her betrayal Behooves you not! Clouds are gathering, Breeze vernal blows slow, Sky is lit up with moon-light! Far away are you from beloved! Or she has broken your trust Simple and sentimental you are, Enshrined in your heart is love, And desire lurks there, And longing too for happiness, And dreams of a fresh, golden smiling life! But, today they are shattered, As if a thermometer slipped From the hands on a stone, The tears roll like mercury, As though lost now is all your control! Heed no more that The candle is burning out, And like sharp thin thorns The memories are piercing the heart!
These pigeons Calmly sitting on the roof Do they too, So remember some one?
