ignored the infatuation of the mountain goddess
broke the girl's heart
made her disappear from the mountain forest-
the soft voice always lingered in the valley
unintentionally angered Na Misis, the goddess of retribution
Your inner arrogance was unparalleled. The Oracle
came true in a mirror-clear lake
I fell in love with a clear reflection for the first time
You finally found yourself
an extraordinary narcissus, and would rather
sit around and die by the lake
than return to the boring and noisy world
I don't have one-tenth of your beauty
But I feel nothing about the world of mortals. Sitting on the bank of this lost water,
imagine yourself as a quietly elegant and fragrant narcissus
rising from the dark underground
entering the world of sunshine and joy-
I only wish to live in this neat and eccentric alien
as if a group of poets were surrounded here, dancing
waking up in the morning, crying in the rainstorm
Without the reflection of stars shining in boiling water.