A feeling of wishing to cry
Because of these rustling leaves
Somehow, I can’t believe
That they’ll soon depart to the other world
And just fly away somewhere
Absorbing the beige breath of the bright sun
My heart shivers for only the mother tree will be left
Slapped by the wind, so empty after being
Loved and cherished, my eyes well up.
I will some time fade and wither away
And fly away to feel the emptiness when the time comes
I won’t remember how the moon casts on the rippling lake
Won’t be able to imagine the mist that covers the air of early morning
Forgetting the laughter of girls to whom I went in anxiety and eagerness
Going weightless in the emptiness
Applying my memories to someone else’s heart
I’ll take off to ponder something
Why am I so tender and delicate? Tell me why, My God
Тranslated by L.NamdagJanchivin
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