Great nostalgia have cast upon my mind
The memories of my past life; in joy and in pride.
My former days of life and light, now
Grins mockingly to my present hopes and foresight.
With those memories of lost thoughts keep drifting,
And those forgotten characters still shifting, swinging,
Changing, altering its course; pitiably tilting -
Gently deceiving oneself in the midst, meekly -