Suru on kunniavieras [English translation]

Grief is to be watered with tears

So that it would blossom

Nurse and cherish, carefully tend

So it won't go to waste

Never turn it away from your door

Grief, if comes knocking

Bid it welcome, feed and water

Give it a place to stay

And when the flower has seen the summer

It wilts to the soil of the ground

Still, you will see it as a flower

Memories are the dearest gold

Nor did your guest come to stay

It took another journey

Yet it will come to you again

Closer than you care to foresee

What your guest of honour tells you

Hide it well in your heart

Those teachings can't be found in volumes

Or bought with millions of marks

A man's eyes are made for cries

Let those tears be wept

After all a new day will come

When you've a spring in your step

And when the flower has seen the summer

It wilts to the soil of the ground

Still, you will see it as a flower

Memories are the dearest gold

Nor did your guest come to stay

It took another journey

Yet it will come to you again

Closer than you care to foresee