My impatient heart keeps me relentlessly restless; like mercury agitation is the essence of life to me.

Wave is my name, the sea is fordable to me; the whirlpool's circle would never be a chain to me.

My steed speeds in the water like wind. The fishing tackle has never caught my skirt.

Sometimes I jump up due to attraction of the full moon; sometimes in excitement I strike my head on the shore.

I am the traveler who loves destination; someone should ask me why I always jump.

Fleeing from the discomfort of the narrow river I am upset by separation from the ocean's vastness I am.