Hoping for Your arrival, ages have passed.
Why didn’t You come even after giving Your word?

Don’t You know how many flames and how much heat
my dry garland has created in my mind?

Why do You give this sort of assurance?
Why do You fool me with the delusion of hope?

By making me cry,
raising disappointment in my silent heart,
tell me, what do You gain?

Whatever You want, You are capable of doing.
I cannot object.
There is neither victory nor defeat for me.
So why do You give me meaningless pain?