three chrysanthemums in a vase/the roses are all wilted long ago;//do not come to me, seek me no more,/what has been, is all passed and gone

there was a time when your eyes/held my gaze so tightly,//but now, in these dark autumn nights/all i have is a sad smile.

she who comes first, will have me,/i will adorn her with chrysanthemum blossom//an then we shall sink into sin together/like a bird-cherry flower swallowed by whirlpool.

then in the morning, when we go among people/we both will look clean and innocent//those chrysanthemums in that vase,/they are so dumb, they do not understand.

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