Misty mind 思春時節霧氤氤
Glowing in the dark the springtime mist
induces and imbues
the fragrant dawn on the avenue.
On my mind where preoccupations are few,
thoughts of you form my milieu,
permeate like music by the muse.
Yet there is no comprehensible cue
when the debut of sunshine is due,
when all lives live life anew.
Warm breeze restrains into lingering clouds,
whispering their longing,
recurring like a fugue,
in luminance so dim and diffuse,
waiting for a cure,
if only you knew.