A lonely marsh, swaying like a bird's eye,
Come, listen to the twitter of the birds.
In this unknown forest, in the pine forest,
In the last shadow of the light, in the late afternoon,
Away from the city in this lovely evening.
Here the shadow of the tree floats in the water,
Here the shadow of the mind floats in the water.

Drifting like this, where did you go?
Come, my love, under this deep shade of the tree,
In this lifeless forest, come as a rain and fall forever,
Wash life , clean and tidy,
In this soil, new hope peeks through the dark,
The waiting time is over - the love of water and tree.

A lonely marsh, endless as a bird's eye,
Thirsty and tired  line of pines,
The shadow of the pines on the plain of still waters,
The union is only in optical reflection, in water - in it's deep bottom.

Where did you go my love?  Not far, but so far away.
What a wonderful similarity with this moment of the forest,
Steady, beautiful and simply elusive forever.