Tune: "Sand of Silk-Washing Brook"
Faded hibiscus and its leaves
Wilt side by side
Artemisia that stood high above the wall
Now half-decayed
Under the slanting sun's gaze
Someone in a lonely lodge
Is prone to heart-rending sorrow.
Sit and you sense the broad sweep
Of clear returning autumn;
Watch and you are dazzled by
The brilliance of the departing sun
How can the human world ever
Live out these lengthening nocturnal hours?
Wilt side by side
Artemisia that stood high above the wall
Now half-decayed
Under the slanting sun's gaze
Someone in a lonely lodge
Is prone to heart-rending sorrow.
Sit and you sense the broad sweep
Of clear returning autumn;
Watch and you are dazzled by
The brilliance of the departing sun
How can the human world ever
Live out these lengthening nocturnal hours?
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