1. You are like a moon on the surface of water
It has an image with me while it is in the sky above

2. My eyes shook your hand while my palm was blind
I have no use but to shake the fowler's stick with the fowler's stick

3. How much I drank your yearning out of fear, not quenching my thirst
And how much ardent desire for union had dried up my veins

4. I wish I had changed your light for darkness
And chosen for myself someone other than you, a creature

5. I say I love you, oh my torment, or I suppress
No intimacy ensues, no longing is of use