On the left hand there is a temple:
And a palace on the right-hand side.
Foot passengers in scarlet
Pass over the glittering tide.
Under the bridge
The old river flows
Low and monotonous
Day after day.
I have heard and have seen
All the news that has been:
Autumn's gold and Spring's green!
Now in my palace
I see foot passengers
Crossing the river:
Pilgrims of autumn
In the afternoons.
Lotus pools:
Petals in the water.
These are my dreams.
For me silks are outspread.
I take my ease, unthinking.