Feeling lonely I traveled to the city gates
sadly I'm back at my old door
living in peace with nothing to do
I think of you on a distant journey
summer days when people are resting
I'm here alone with unsettled thoughts
suddenly I'm leaving the Eastern Study
unconsciously following a stream
caught in a thicket of brambles
stopping to examine a lone flower's beauty
gazing into the boundless southwest
at nothing but mountains and rivers
I look around where we once walked
cut of alas from your face and voice
the plans of youth need more than a day
a gentleman has to work for his name
don't stay too long in the land of Yen
languishing away in that northern city