Summer came, again
Look at how we have become, again
I have gained such wonderful grains
Nothing to lose, only to gain

Will you not wither until the next summer?
Will you stay, even when you are sober?
Will you be with me, just because the other one is away?
Will you stay, even after you, two are, again, sober?
Do not stay if you intend to leave
Please, betray me, because that is what I expect from your leaf
If this is what you plan to do to get even with me
I am immune to it, go ahead, just wither and die
This is not sadness
This is not an unhappy ending
What I feel now is gladness
So tired of summer leaving

Another incomplete milestone
Another way to complete the pile
Another day for me to survive
Another weekend dies...