Outside the Train

The hazy and salmon clouds afloat
With flying mountains and freely dancing trees
She, who stares outside with golden cloth,
Has a magnificent flare face as that of Goddess in Greece

The vision of nature depicts her situation
Comfortably sitting with endless thinking
Of decision beyond her imagination
Now she’s free like a bird that’s flying.

As train leaves its trail
That countless tsug-tsug that made her blankly stares
On the river, she saw her male that sails but there’s a gale
Almost astray, kneeling and pleading; sober.