The first line:
    A boulder and a willow. 
It is gainful to dwell staunchly here. 
Gain by naming allies.  
  
    The second line:
    How like the difficulty of sprouting! 
Rushing like a team of horses: it is not a raider 
who woos, yet the chaste girl refuses. 
She waits ten years for betrothal.  
  
    The third line:
    Although there are deer, there is no forester. 
Thinking to enter the forest's center, 
the noble one halts. To go forward: sorrow.  
  
    The sixth line:
    Riding a team of horses:
Sobbing and weeping blood.