You have gone far away from us:
To the lands, where from no sounds are heard,
No messages are sent and received.
To the places, where there are no passports.
To the worlds, where death is common.
How far you have gone!
You are everywhere to be felt, but never seen.
You often hurt to haunt me every now and then.
Why have you gone there?
Springs have forgotten us,
While Autumns do not leave us.
Delicate blossoms fear in blooming
And the flowers are prone to death.
Vulnerable are we, so is our life after you left.
Now, the only thing is: how far you have gone!