1. They hid their secret from me when they decided,
And said: "Wait for our return," and left early.

2. I was saddened that our last time together
Was that day I still remember.

3. Though I yearn to see some of her people again,
Even if one of them complains and grumbles,

4. I'll start by asking about others, not her,
So they'll think it's others I ask after.

5. And youth itself has grown gentle with me, as though
It were a green, fragrant sprig of basil.