The original text is as follows:
That day
I closed my eyes in the fragrant mist of the Sutra Hall
Suddenly I heard it
< p>The mantra of your chantingThat month
I turned all the prayer wheels
Not for salvation
Only for touch Your fingertips
That year
I kowtowed and crawled on the mountain road
Not to meet you
Just to be close to you The warmth of that life
In that life
I went around mountains and rivers and pagodas
Not to cultivate the next life
Only to be with you on the way Meet you
The white crane in the sky
Please lend me your wings
I will not fly far away
I returned as soon as I reached Litang
But, on that night, I forgot everything,
I gave up my faith and reincarnation,
Just for , the rose that once cried in front of the Buddha,
has long lost its luster.
Tsangyang Gyatso (1683-1706)
The sixth Dalai Lama, a famous figure in Tibetan history. He was born in southern Tibet in 1683 (the year of the water pig in the Tibetan calendar, the 22nd year of Kangxi) to a serf family in Wujianlin Village, Yusong District, at the foot of Menyu Nala Mountain. His father, Tashi Tenzin, and his mother, Tsewang Lhamo.
My family has believed in Nyingma Buddhism for generations. In 1697, he was recognized as the reincarnation of the fifth Dalai Lama by the then Tibetan Regent Diba Sangye Gyatso. In the same year, an enthronement ceremony was held in the Potala Palace under the auspices of Sangye Gyatso. He was deposed in 1705 and died while being escorted in 1706. Tsangyang Gyatso was a talented and literary folk poet who wrote many delicate and sincere love songs.