1. I yearn in singing for a tender voice
Soft-toned, fatigued, subdued,

2. Like the moan of a lover whom desire has weakened,
So he vents it in the moan of the boss.

3. I do not like strings rising high, nor
Do I desire rhythm binding the pillar.

4. And I love subtlety like my love
For initiations connected with chanting,

5. Like the blowing of a breeze coming between
Two conditions, severity and stillness.