1. Death flirts with me from up close
And watches me like a guard does

2. It lays out a book for me
With the handwriting of time, its lines are my gray hair

3. A book with ambiguous meanings
That shines for every repentant turner

4. I see eras wring out my fragrance
When once I was moistening the twigs

5. Gray hair crept in, oh friend of my youth
So I replaced the hated with the beloved

6. And traded my vigor for sluggishness
And the beauty of bloom for pallor

7. Thus the sun, yellowness ascends it
When it inclines toward setting

8. Armies assail us that cannot be fought
And cannot be met with warriors of war

9. They are the fates and terms that come
So they afflict the diseased and the medic

10. Their arrows surpass the bow of the unseen
With no purpose but hearts

11. How can one be guarded from armies
Supported, stretching from the unknown?

12. And I do not grieve for the life but
For the sins I have ridden

13. Oh my craving for the length of my heedlessness
Oh woe to me from the painful day

14. If I do not spare myself and weep
For my love with pouring tears

15. Then who after me will cry
For it from afar or near?