In the lap of nature
Under the Willow tree
Accompanied by others creature
I sit with depression in me.

Here, by the side of Willow
Also flowing the great stream
Where at the midst, in a row
I can hear the rolling Salmon's scream.

Here also blowing the cool air
Under the blue evening sky
But these all objects still unfair
To my soul without satisfy.

Because you know without your beautiful face
In my mind, these phenomena have no trace.