At the beginning of winter a cold spirit comes,
The North Wind blows — chill, chill.
My sorrows being many, I know the length of the nights,
Raising my head I look at the stars in their places.
On the fifteenth day the bright moon is full,
On the twentieth day the " toad and hare " wane.
A stranger came to me from a distant land
And brought me a single scroll with writing on it;
At the top of the scroll was written " Do not forget, "
At the bottom was written " Good-bye for ever "
I put the letter away in the folds of my dress,
For three years the writing did not fade
How with an undivided heart I loved you
I fear that you will never know or guess.