How Can A Heart Play Any More With Life, After It Has Found A Woman And Known Tears? In Vain I Shut My Windows Against The Moonlight; I Have Estranged Sleep. The Flower Of Her Face Is Growing In The Shadow Among Warm And Rustling Leaves.... I See The Sunlight On Her House, I See Her Curtains Of Vermilion Silk.... Here Is The Almond-Coloured Dawn; And There Is Dew On The Petals Of My Night Flower. Lyric Of Korea.