To [My] Sister! (Continued) pg. 16

Arrive, without bitter sorrow

At [your] intended goals

            Like spring, with an adornment of flowers

            Enchanting all of creation

            May the Creator sweeten the day

            Of [your] parents cares and dreams

Wherever you step, may a flower bloom

Whatever you start, may it succeed

May your cares greet happiness[1]

[And] may mine always blossom for you

            Fortune!

            Fortune turns like a deceptive wheel

            This one runs straight, that one pushes [you] aside

            One it harms, the other it caresses

            For another it pushes grief into life

But you, always, every day

Remember [your] boy friend

As abundantly much as they read[2] these lines

Look, well-wishing, on their author

[And] accept that much of my most loving thanks

Even if things could have separated us widely

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[1] Or “good fortune”

[2] Sic for “you read”