You follow me as I come and go,
No one is more polite than you,
You are like me,
But you are not I.
On the shore under a setting moon
Your giant shape startled me;
In the courtyard under midday sun
Your small pose makes me laugh!
I try to find you on my pillow,
But you are not there;
When I turn around in front of my lamp,
We suddenly meet again.
Although in my heart I love you,
I cannot trust you after all—
When no light is there to shine,
You leave without a trace!