Sorrows Old and New
The sorrows that are long gone, I call back today
Me and my shadow; if sorrow comes and joins us
It is good, I feel like saying to my new pain, go
And spend a few days in another garden of happiness.
Crush a few flowers underfoot, burn some green leaves, ruin it all
Go away for a few days and tire yourself out
Then come back.
Let the old sorrow sit with me in the meantime
It comes after ravaging many gardens and lives,
It wants to sit with me; so let it for a few days
Find peace and company; you can come after that
New sorrow, you may come to me afterwards.