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How could I make thee with me come across The moment I would be of greatest beauty I have prayed to God for five centuries Praying for a common romance with me Then He change me into a tree’s form Growing up along with the road you must take In the sunshine, cautiously I become blossom Each flower is my divine hope I make When thee come close and concentratedly Listen to me and feel the trembling leaves With which I have been waiting heatedly Without knowing me, only footprint leaves Ay, behind thee fallen leaves scattered Beloved, that’s no petal but heart withered