Ah! my small withered life
Creaking like autumn leaves
Try yourself, tread and hear
My lost love and her cries.

Silence of death had took
Glim of my soul and love
Darkness ne'er lift from me
Until her light lit mine.

Dark clouds came out wind blow whirls
Gray sky springs down small tear pearls
Rain and storm in my blue mind
Oh! my child out, weak heart hurls.

Brush of lone moon paints her light
Hue of fair gold spreads dark night
Songs of sweet love drums my heart
When my true love hugs me tight.

Red sun wake up from night's bed
Wash and lit up his bright head
When will he gets an off day?
Day in, day out he works dead.

Grape vine held out her soft hands
Red pine bow down and hold hands
Will they care not my shy look?
Love in dark woods that thrive lands.

Green quill glides down from gray sky
Sweet song sung soft on branch high
Is she cried for her lost love?
While he lay down, a grave sigh.

water and the fish
happily they coexist
will nature and me?