I cried from love, I sobbed.
(Above the copse clouds like a wall!)
Those tears rose between her and me –
(Like a marble wall...)
Prayers float aloft.
(Return with ringing laughter!)
A leaf falls on altars –
(With a curly ringing...)
Somewhere snows have already fallen.
(Above the copse clouds like a wall!)
And tender enemies are smashed –
(By a marble wall...)
You’re lonely, and I’m lonely.
(Spring! – the dawn! – a cherry blossom!)
Your soul has shed its blossoms –
(A cherry blossom flowered too soon...)
1917