1. Your mind lives in my body, and in your mind dwells my love.
2. The blood that bleeds in my heart — only my red eyes can tell you why. Have the courage to remove your glasses, look into my eyes... Oh, but before that! Go and bid farewell to your girlfriend.
3. Don't tell me to sleep, not even once more. I am so weary that if I fall asleep, you will never be able to wake me again. Not even after death... no!
4. To heal all my wounds, you've brought only this little bit of ointment? If I teach you to count the wounds, you won't forget to take your ointment back, will you?
5. : You've come at such an inconvenient time — it's time to leave. : Not me — you bid farewell to time. I know how to change time.
6. : What if I really have to leave in the end? : Then go! But don't you dare threaten me!
7. : How long must I wait? : Until death!
8. : Today shall I speak one truth? : Only when you can punish yourself for every lie you've told before will you earn the right to move your lips.
9. : I loved you, yet you never believed it. : One who cannot make another believe has never truly loved!
10. : Poet, my heart burns with anguish; what punishment am I receiving? : To love the one you loved — that itself is the crime! : Why!? : Beloved, only a chosen few are given hearts capable of holding love!
11. : Knowing death was certain there, you still went to love? : Death is destined for everyone, but love is not destined for all!
12. : What joy is there in love? : Unless you burn to ashes, how can you understand the bliss of burning!
13. : Poet, where can I go to find peace? : To yourself.
14. : Poet, I've acquired so much knowledge, yet I still can't write poetry. : Shake off the burden of learning and sit with your heart in your hands.
15. : The moment you put pen to paper, such wonderful writing emerges! : I spent my entire youth learning to touch pen to paper.
16. : Poet, having found her, I feel it would have been better not to find her at all! : But the one who didn't find her keeps saying that even breathing causes him pain!
17. : Poet, my final wish is that she love me. : Her final wish is that someone love her!
18. : Poet, that person has bid farewell to everyone; doesn't he want to live anymore! : It's from the desire to live that people bid farewell. One who truly wants to die simply dies — doesn't bother with farewells!
19. In my eyes lie terrible weariness, failure, and shame; You never loved me — this I know very well!
20. : Poet, you don't sleep at night — should I go to the physician on your behalf? : Why everyone else should spend their nights sleeping — you and the physician figure that out together!