I stole burden, how is a thief,
Misfortune I broke into pieces,
But, God! How hard to listen to
Alien growing passion!
Wave, Looking ahead,
At the feet of broken mercilessly
And I eagerly splash,
impotent, penoyu frostiness.
I do not know, for long feature
Lives Are azure happiness.
Now I heed the stranger
And growing passion.
14 October 1901
