When he came, he came like a thief.
Oh my love,
who left lingering affection when you left,
and left in resentment.
Would you do that again
to my nation and my house that I am living?
Please, at least at this time,
when you come,
I would know and all the world would know
so come in great joy and glory
and when you leave, after I would know and my love, you would know,
and the whole world would know,
then let me go together with you in great joy.
If you do that, the deep grief of heaven and earth of six thousand years
that is rankled in the history
will melt as an icicle
that is hanging at a tip of straw-thatched roof melts.
