Just like the furiously water-running stream changes its course and unites with the sea,
I'd hoped to be united with you.

Flowers bloom in the desert with the rain, but I only bloom when you're with me.
Time clothes us, but I'm left behind in the shackles of irresistible weakness.

Tirelessly, I go behind you
Till I can no longer see the love in those sparkling eyes.
Just like a grinding stone, I spin round and round till it's worn out.
Yet, those serenade-melodious words don't make you endear me.

Now that the heart-ripping "no" has been voiced,
I'm withering miserably.
I...