Sometimes we wonder; Sometimes we are the reason why. Sometimes we do not know why...

White hair means yearning
For youth's lost pleasures
Not only through age
But also life's sorrows

Yearnings are white doves
Safely we'll guard them
Paradise of memories
Youth's lost pleasure

How gently the snow falls
No need for storm to rage
Hair the colour of snow
Not only through age

Worse than time's passage
Which whitens our heads
Are love's madness
And the sorrows of life.