Blooming fresh flowers while waiting,
Bearing deformed fruits in the curse,
It grows alone on the wet riverbank where no one cares,
Just because I was kissed by Nobuko, a python covered in venom;
It withered the yellow flowers on the calyx,
It shed its blood-red fruits on the stem,
I no longer have to endure criticism and have given up all hope,
Only the wind still remembers the loneliness of the thick green bushes on the shore.