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 quietly bear this harsh-long misery
Because your heart hasn't melted in sympathetic love.

With repining restlessness,
I feel a terribly unhealed wound inside.
My pain-filled heart hasn't taken its rebirth because of you.

My longing for you overflows my heart, sways my soul and seizes my feet under me.
In this newly rejected love-life,
Every second is beaming with melancholy.
Crawling with each step after a fall,
Your gaze tutors me more on my heart-ripping "no."

If the cloud smiles to you,
Will your decision dissolve?
Even though our paths are different,
Will our journey ever meet?
Even though the choice is mine to go, I won't go at all.
Will that make a difference to you?
Because I'm fatigued, dreadful and worn-out by this heart-ripping "no."
Indecisively, I now weaver in a man-living-like a dead man's world like a fluttered leaf.

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