Hey there, would you come with me ?
come to the pond we are withinpick up your gown
and cross the pond along with me
Hey, you are stepping on the silt
that silted in the night or in the rain,
falling down to the bottom bed
Don′t worry, it won′t touch the edge of your pure gown
you see the lotuses on the west
they aren′t blossomed until you come back
(poof~) light red pieces floating on the surface
along with cottons from your gown
It′s already very deep!
icy water makes your breast wet
winds are howling, you are chilling
We almost drown down to the ground
Hey there! come along with me again
without warmth but hand in hand
Ｉ will take you
to cross over there
