With what support did You leave me
in this lonely forest?
Please tell me.

Sitting alone,
I am crying
and passing time.
My heart sinks with pain.

The flowers contain their own vital honey within,
but, O companion, You took away all my honey
to some distant heavenly world.

In my mind only one matter appears:
the silent pain of my heart,
mingled with restlessness.
It cannot be forgotten even if I attempted to.

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Under whose confidence am I left alone
in this isolated garden?
I pass the days sitting in lamentation.
My heart faints in torments.

Sweetness is always hidden in flowers.
Yet, all my sweetness has vanished.
O, my own one, where am I left?
In which far distant heaven
and under whose care?

In me, this issue reappears again and again.
An untold heartbeatings sways my mind,
churning an inner longing in the core of my heart.
I cannot forget this forgetfulness of Yours.