You smiled and talked to me of nothing and I felt that for this I had been waiting long.
We read the world wrong and say that it deceives us.
Let life be beautiful like summer flowers and death like autumn leaves.
I hear some rustle of things behind my sadness of heart —— I cannot see them.
Let me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown.
One sad voice has its nest among the ruins of the years. It sings to me in the night, “I loved you.”