Misted the flowers weep as light
Moon of white silk sleeplessly cries.
Stilled - Phoenix wings.
Touched - Mandarin strings.
This song tells secrets that no one
To far Yenjan on Spring breeze it goes.
To you it flies Through the night skies.
Sidelong - Eyes.
White tears fill now!
Heart’s pain?
Come see -In this mirror with me.
