1. I did not come to follow the ways of the rash youth
Except she would say, oh young man, be wise

2. It's as if he's a branch I try to pick
Yet he slips through my hands swaying

3. I did not forget our evening stroll
With the breeze heralding arrival playfully

4. The flowing clear water and its murmur
Were like my heartbeats answering the warbler

5. I plucked a blooming flower and smelled it
With one whiff a withering flower revived

6. I drew nearer placing it in her waist
To melt me, it spoke with a humming tongue

7. She glanced back smilingly at me
I saw her arrows striking a warrior

8. She leaned and said you are the scent of my locks
So I will remember you as long as I have locks

9. Out of love for the presenter of the flower I'll keep his flower
And see flowers in love as missives

10. Until we returned, my arm entwined in hers
And time was quickly fleeing

11. She said, oh would that life be just
Love, and life weren't stages