She who was born under the sign of equality,
During the reign of the goat.
Your love sprung and rooted deeply,
But too coward and a lad full of loth.

The water bearer was born in the monkey king’s year,
Whom to be the first you offered I love you.
She had the weight of your mess and fear,
Squandered and punished herself to set free of you.

You ended up with the fair woman.
But you couldn’t handle yourself well,
From other enticements of romances.
Being apart was a challenge to both part.

Such actions surprised the scale keeper.
You have taken the one who has the symbol of ram,
Only woken during the rooster’s crowing,
And the balancer’s heart is so broken.

~Quetzal