Bloody Woods Green Flower Pool
I am a love's poet, who've traveled through
wildernesses, crossed over mountains
I am the migratory that flew over the field, singing my
infinite fantasies
I am the blooming orchid in the valley,
Revealing the loves what've been hidden deep inside my
heart.
The wind sings with me in harmony. And the moon
accompanies me to sleep.
My footprints can be found all over streets and lanes,
Weaving through dancers and children.
I listen to stories told in the streets, looking for
the faint scent left by my love.
In my dreams, women as pure as lilies are like shining
stars in the Milky Way.
Their stories are all around me, and yet so far away
from my life.
True love is like fogs in a dream, in which I feel
lost.
Reality is like thunder. But illusion keeps me moving
forward.
Only the unattainable true love can lighten my life.
If you were I, you will be the same.
I wish I were a warrior with the loves of eight brides.
And we rest under a green flower pool that exists
forever in my belief
In the paradise without day and night, we obtain
eternal life
We sing songs for love with reverence and melancholy.
(Then we sing songs for love with reverence and
melancholy.)
