Life drifts aimlessly within Only a pot of tender wine remains No one to share the hearth through autumn and winter Love is empty, affection is empty Love and hatred drift away with the wind Stars accompany the moon, the moon chases the clouds Each goes their own way, paths diverge
The sky is empty, the earth is empty
Life drifts aimlessly within
Only a pot of tender wine remains
No one to share the hearth through autumn and winter
Love is empty, affection is empty
Love and hatred drift away with the wind
Stars accompany the moon, the moon chases the clouds
Each goes their own way, paths diverge