THE FORMER WAY

 

Where are you going in the evening of sunny spring

While the soul song is expected for you to sing?

Why your footsteps are still silent, solitary;

And your eyes, oh! What sadness away to carry…

 

Where are you going in the evening of windy summer

While the music sounds serene, as a mummer?

Where would your footsteps search for home?

Oh! Your eyes look like melancholy at far foam…

 

Where are you going in the evening of pallid fall

As mild melody sees off dry yellow leaves after all?

Hey! there still is here the longing for your return;

Please! your eyes, cease shedding tears of concern.

 

Where are you going in the evening of snowy winter

As the sky resounds with promised faith to disinter?

Look! Whose figure is appearing in the frost grey

With steps halting, eyes looking for the former way…

 

Translation by THANH-THANH