Beyond friendship
Abstruse is the inkling
From strophe to strophe it varies
Who doesn't seek the meaning?
Beyond friendship
Deep lies the root
Slowly it sprouts to flourish
Who doesn't crave for the fruit?
Beyond friendship
Flows the brook broadly
It runs through the woods
Who isn't here ever thirsty?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem