Remembering the Melody of East Wind Breaks

A lonely lamp of sorrow stands by the window

Behind the door, I pretend you haven't left

Returning to an old place, the full moon makes it lonelier still

The candlelight, awake in the middle of the night, can't bear to blame me

A drifting life, wandering to the ends of the earth, is hard to swallow

After you left, the wine warmed, memories returned, and longing wore thin

The water flows east. How can time be stolen?

Flowers bloom only once. They ripen, but I missed my chance