[Shyantra]

In the middle of the night
In moon's beautiful glow
I wait for thee
But you no show

As the moon wanes
My worries grow
Worry that your love has left me
In the ground, to never sow

I cared or this love
With my whole soul
It breaks my heart
To see you not show

In the night I will come
But never when light shall show
For I do
I will have to go

My love, why have you let
Just like a scared doe
To protect you
I shoot my bow

Seeing you lying there
As your blood on the grass flows
I pierce my bosom
With the same arrow

On top of thee I lay
Until comes farmer Moe
Who buries our love
Near a river flow