I couldn't see the figure of the departed person, and I couldn't help but burst into tears.
Do not cut off the branches of the cang tree, nor destroy its roots, for my sweetheart once rested under its shade.
I drank from the bronze chalice to prevent myself from worrying for any longer.
Who will fill the empty hearts of those who leave.
The sadness in my heart, when will it stop.
How could you be so sure and not care about me at all?
My heart is not a stone that cannot be turned or changed.
So, I finally fell in love with you.
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