(私の恋心はすっかり希望を失い深く暗い底なし沼に沈んでしまった。ふたたび日の
あたる場所にたちもどり、以前のように激しい恋を経験することがあるのだろうか？）

＊ふち： 淵、よどんだ深い水たまり ＊たぎつせ：激つ瀬、激しく流れる川の瀬
＊きくらむ： 聞くのだろうか

To anyone, it's hard to accept the loss of love but it's a harsh reality.
When I lost my first love, I could'nt eat, I could'nt sleep. Only Morzart's
Symphony #40 saved my life. After that, this has repeatedly fallen on me
with ever-increasing cruelty. I've found out, however, that it's much
easier to blame myself than throwing a grudge agaist the wemen who
dropped me. Well, life is difficult and we must live with it.
After all, whatever happened, we have eternal friends-poetry, music,
painting etc which embrace us in total solace.