English Rendering
A farewell song was sung, on a gallery a parting banquet took place,
As I looked back, dust with a flowery air had already us separated.
Among the woods she stood, her horse neighed,
Off I rowed following the turn of waves.
Depressed is my soul in an ornate pavilion up on high, still severed is my gaze.
There is only sunset sending off ripples far and away.
Perpetual and pervasive without end is my parting sorrow,
As expansive as the sky and the earth is my yearning that pervades.