Last night the rain came with winds
the crows cried
curtains on windows rustled
singing their spring songs
the candle died
the water-clock stopped
I got up and sat thinking
Restless all night
I could not sleep
Our affairs are like running rivers
our life, floating dreams
I should drink more often
in the country taverns
I could die otherwise.
=Rendered from a literal translation on the web pages
Last night wind together rain
Curtain curtain sough autumn song
Candle die water-clock exhausted often oh
Rise sit not able calm
Human affairs everywhere like flow water
Consider come a dream float life
Drunk country road sure should often go
This outside not able continue
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem