Do not weep; let us part in secret.
Do not speak; let us pine for each other in silence.
No one knows what lies in our hearts.
Locked alone in a deep cage at night, a bird roosts by itself.
A sharp sword severs the entwined branches in spring.
Though the river's waters are turbid, a clear day will come;
Though a crow's head is black, one day it will turn white.
Only secret departures and silent farewells
are willingly chosen by both, with no hope of meeting again.
Bai Juyi, Tang Dynasty, "Secret Parting"
All these loves have no end.
