As you know here days flow like years

All the treasure 

has been conquered by cruel vandals.

I walk to the river every morning at dawn

And watch the fish flying in the air.

Worse masters could come any time,

I consider myself lucky

In these times of misfortune. 

These are the only activities I allow myself. 

Except for burning fragrant sticks of incense 

And letting red flags fly from my hands.

I would very much enjoy the coming of the knight, 

But I can find other ways to entertain myself.

Confiding in your ability to do the same,

Goodnight.