English translations of foreign-language poetry be like
My rival dresses to display her legs,
and her shoes are of an alluring fashion;but my shoes are comfortable
and my tunic is plain.She holds the most prestigious position in the women’s dance performance,
while I sit in the audience.I dream that someday when you awaken
you will know that what you sought was always here.You and I walk together,
you in the coarse and tattered trousers of a common working man;we sit on a bench in the park, laughing together,
and nothing seems difficult.