Bluestone in a small town, home to my mistress I left her nothing Only a stretch of gold chrysanthemum, and a tall window Perhaps the solitude of the sky that came through Perhaps ... ... but gold is good to wait Ju I think, lonely and waiting for a good woman So, I went, dressed in blue shirts to wear sub-total I want her to feel, that is seasonal, or The arrival of migratory birds I'm not always home due to the kind of person