1. A flash of lightning with strange colors spread its wings.
So it widened the fire of yearning in my innermost being like a goblet.

2. And it purified my passion for the one I loved in the past,
Like a gentle eastern breeze blowing from all directions.

3. And it reminded me of that old love, though anguish
That echoes after the trilling, giving rise to laments.

4. It sang with a yearning that stirred every sorrow in me
For that time when tears gushed copiously after it.