What do we know about the efficacy of medicine?
Full of worries, one's easy prey to sickness and old age.
Now, my eyes are cried dry weeping for my children
And heart broken by chanting poignant ballads.
Who knows when letters from home might arrive,
As autumn waves run deep both day and night.
While here, the apes of Pa are most inconsiderate,
For crying so sadly in the maple forest.