The third watch of a night that knows no moon!
How the rain beats among the odong trees,
While thoughts, like thundering horsehoofs, beat my brain!
May I not sleep one hour before the dawn?
Why chirps the cricket in the inner room?
He seems to chuckle at my loneliness.
Wild geese that call across the desolate sky,
Only your cry can tell my soul’s dismay.
Dreadful the night, but dawn is pitiless!