The autumn wind is clear, the autumn moon bright,
Fallen leaves gather, then scatter again.
Cold crows roost, then startle into flight.
When will we meet again, after all this longing?
This night, this moment, are hard to bear.
Step into the door of longing, and you'll know the pain of longing.
Longing for you, again and again;
Brief longing stretches on without end.
If I'd known you'd bind my heart like this,
Why didn't we simply never meet?
Theme: A poignant love story.
