The Cry of the Crane
I meet your look,
We did not speak about love with you for a long time...
I'll tell about love by a night rain
You speak by a noise of leaves.

I'll shout by crane's cry:
I love you!
And I'll answer with a cross-wind
I love you!

There are many words,
Also the spring has many flowers.
Only I cannot tell by words.
Only the Moon is worthy you from all heavenly bodies.

I'll shout by crane's cry:
I love you!
And I'll answer with a cross-wind
I love you!

Let a wind, rains
And shouts of the bird's flocks far off
Will be by our conversation about love.

And I'll answer with a cross-wind I love you!