Dilatory noon dilatory arrives at the deserted
Willows, who say goodbye to sunlight
Grey clouds floats slowly in the
Mourning sky
Too many yellow leaves fell this morning
Someone left her life, still full of wishes.

The white carriage arrives
The white horses wait
For the virgin body
In the white coffin.
Someone cries
The sky darkens
Flowers are withering
Her soul is separating.


She slept peacefully in tender pillows
Dreaming of a flowery future
With her beloved.

But with morning
Her blood stops, and
She dies.

The face-pinched mother
Quickly wraps her mourning turban
Tries to comfort her
Remaining, crying child.
Poor mother, she has been hurt for so many years
How does she survive?
Does she have more tears to cry?
Poor younger brother, now the oldest,
Now the only,
Standing innocent, no tears to cry.
How will he ever know what to say and do.

Someone lonely walks in the rainy night
Rain wets his shoulders, chills his painful heart
But he doesn’t care.
His beloved is gone.
The rain taste of salty tears.


Yesterday
They planned to marry

Today
She is like the little boat
Without an oar, finally overcome by rain
Drowning in the River Styx.