The evening is drawing close,the day is done.
The tieless rain is dripping at intervals.
Sitting alone in the corner what am I thinking__
what message the confidante breeze is leaving, Jasmine in the woods.
My heart is pounding I cannot find the reason__
the fragrance of the wet flowers makes my heart weep.
What tune can I play to fill the hours of the night_
what anxiety is distracting me I wonder__
Is it the tieless rain dripping at intervals?