O Sun, why dost thou arise?
Be it nature's law or your own will?
Dost thou arise only to confront the night-lovers' wishes?
Thou hast never shown fear, but I know you are afraid.
O Sun, why dost thou not show your tears?
You hide them on your side of the moon, which you only show in darkness.
Your shine is a facade; I know your true face.
Why dost thou shine for the people so?
O Sun, dost thou experience jealousy when the moon takes over so?
Indifference...emptiness takes thou over so.
You would love to forget and be forgotten, but you still retain your shine.
Thou art loved, but have no love to share.
O Sun, how dost thou feel?
Why has your shine faded?