Seek and seek find naught but chill
All bleak desolate and still
When warm turns to cold
The hardest peace to hold
Three cups two light drinks of wine
How can they the night's swift winds confine?
Even the geese flying past
Strike a sorrow that old acquaintances cast
Yellow flowers lie in heaps on the ground
Who now to pick them around?
Watching by the window alone
Howcan black of night be borne?
The parasol trees with drizzling rain
Till dusk falls pitter-patter again
This time how can 'sorrow' fully explain the pain?
Seek and seek find naught but chill
All bleak desolate and still
When warm turns to cold
The hardest peace to hold
Three cups two light drinks of wine
Howcan they the night's swift winds confine?
Even the even the geese flying past
Strike a sorrow that old acquaintances cast
Yellow flowers lie in heaps on the ground
Who now to pick them around?
Watching by the window alone
Howcan black of night be borne?
The parasol trees with drizzling rain
Till dusk falls pitter-patter again
This time how can 'sorrow' fully explain the pain?