You, a transient soul, a traveler of the world,
How could you stay, how could you hold?
You, a transient soul, a traveler of the world,
How could you stay, how could you hold?
The dawn arrives, the first light breaks,
You'll board the train and homeward take
The dawn arrives, you'll homeward take.
You, a transient soul, a traveler of the world,
How could you stay, how could you hold?
When solitude enfolds, and memories rise,
Why do you keep yourself withdrawn?
Whose thoughts consume, whose heart is drawn?
Tell me, whose trial, this passing plight?
Forget me, yes, but this you'll surely know,
On that new road, whose home's old light?
When solitude enfolds, and memories rise,
In tears, in torrents, you too will weep,
In tears, you too will weep and steep.
You, a transient soul, a traveler of the world,
How could you stay, how could you hold?
In sorrow's sun, lest desires be burned,
The stars will seek, will beg for life anew,
The stars will seek, will beg from you.
And thirsty, from your locks, a cloud they'll sue.
From your shoulder, let your veil not slip,
Else, old men crave youth, their prayers imbue.
By faith and true.
In sorrow's sun, lest desires be burned,
In sorrow's sun, lest desires be burned,
Within the shade, the locks that flow,
When will you shelter, when bestow?
Within the shade, the locks that flow,
When will you shelter, when bestow?
You, a transient soul, a traveler of the world,
How could you stay, how could you hold?
What will you do, at my grave's cold keep?
For when our eyes first met, now I recall,
Perhaps 'twas January, you, a fresh embrace,
Then February arrived, we kindred souls,
Upon life's path, entwined in space.
How laughter came, with March's fleeting grace,
Upon love's road, you held vows' torch ablaze,
April's promise bound, the world transformed,
The seasons shifted, a new day born.
But May arrived, and the world did burn,
Upon each tongue, the same tale to learn.
From worldly fears, your gaze did stray,
In June's embrace, hot sighs held sway.
In July's hush, our words grew few,
Clouds in the sky, my eyes soaked through.
In August's rains, a deluge's plight,
A constant storm, day and night.
Remembered now, September's call,
You sent the letter, to break love's thrall.
As you grew distant, October's guise,
The world changed, the seasons' sighs.
When November came, a night of dread,
To tear you from me, a wedding led.
December's pall, emotions slain,
The season's chill, dreams in vain.
But what to tell, the scene's transformed,
That year was past, this one re-formed,
That year was past, this one re-formed.
What will you do, at my grave's cold keep?
For a while, for a while, for a while,
You'll weep and soon forget.
You, a transient soul, a traveler of the world,
How could you stay, how could you hold?
The dawn arrives, you'll homeward take.
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