For my love was kept hidden
From me,
It rained a hundred days and nights
And the storm covered your face
Thy angels happily sang to me
Consoling my heart, I shall see you again
Tomorrow, next, or the season
showing forth its beautiful face
I reject the pomps, glamour,
And the dances of the world
For it means nothing but a fast
from your adorable face; a gateway
that leaves undefiled till you came
For my health shall abide in this country, I would tend to the sheeps
And place each day, roses to the entrance of our gate
I would wait for you till death, till after life
I would without coward wait
For your love is nothing
save to me
MO.