Vanity us wants to distance –
it's her shoulder, shoulder between us.
We do not accept your retinue,
because the fire of love is not extinguished.
From the steep mountains down into the valley,
steps move slowed down, suddenly.
Here from a poplar shop near Kalina –
as same has long well knows us...
And the river carries the water quietly,
the wave whispers about the past tense;
we followed it through fords,
a ray of God's notice...
And your heavenly lovely eyes,
how, then, smile at me,
And Yun Tu's braid is a maiden's,
remembers meeting in the spring.