1. A fleeting hour of intimacy I shared,
Like a flutter of eyelids or a timid glance of fear,

2. It brought together a gathering filled with wishes
Of song for one who listens and wine for one who quaffs.

3. If an image of beauty appeared to a monk,
It would make him forget all in church and scriptures.

4. A strange kind of beauty, unique in its charm,
Delicate in meaning, encompassing all subtleties.

5. I did not know the sun had any flaws,
Until I saw the sun with braided hair.

6. Oh foreign sun of daylight, we
Are content with a sun whose light is not veiled.

7. And oh moon, how often they likened you to her face,
They were wrong, no dawning is like one in eclipse.

8. Oh branch, however much you portray her slender figure,
You portray, but where is the heavy fruit.