Where shall my heart lay down its load
I see laborours return home
I see office going young men and women return home
I see boatmen and birds return home
But -- i'm disquieted
Soft pale twilight
beneath the bamboogroves
I see shadows of lovers; their purple passion
I look here and there to hear your footfalls
Though it seem'd to have stirred ...but Where ??
The night is here, the sailing clouds and the amber moon
My heart lay rocking -- in a boat full of dreams...
While i wonder -- where can my heart lay down its load
If you cannot be here.