Let the clouds from the Autumn sky
           bestow an untimely shower of
           love on my beloved
Let her sleep, Let her dream
I then thank a lot the floating 
                                 waves.

Oh, the flow of her hair styles reminds
   me of the ancient authors
Who used to open in the darkness of
   the night, the Pandora's Box
                        full of sorrows.


Oh, the midnight silver sky-
   beam yourself into the deep forest...
            Now and just now, please.