1. How long must I stand thirsty
Between the two paths, no roses or chests

2. Is there no time appointed for this matter
That I may wait for that time

3. O you the messenger who brings joy to us
My eyes do envy your sight

4. As for my imagination, I will excuse it
I blamed it, and it shed tears and apologized

5. And it said to me, do not blame me, I have not ceased being charged
Until I came to you in the dark, hidden