英詩:花と蜂

When a bee halts a flower
The flower told in grace whisper
"You must be from very very far away, stranger?"
The bee said, "I have always there you are."

The flower silences, and bow her head
Then bee drop from her petal hard
"Why you are looking so sad, dear?"
The bee ask, but no answer hear.

Her face unclear, but the Flower perhaps crying.
"Old day, one old day, that words also one man saying"
"Then, no more appear. maybe dead."
Around us already twilight, somewhere far, hearing some beat

"I'll back everyday swear you, don't cry." 
The bee tries to comfort the beauty.
"I wait you, stranger. For me, you are something light. Dear."
"I always with you, until winter apart us, Dear"