Haiyan was chased by the sea and there was nowhere to escape.
Then the wind and waves. I must use lightning.
Come and breathe. I must shout with the help of thunder
Let the storm come more violently!
I am a petrel in the storm, like lightning in Gorky's works.
Row across your turbulent sea. You can try to travel through time.
It could have spread its wings gently, but it lingered in the wind and rain.
Listen! The most sinister place, my voice is surging.
Haiyan flew over the whole sea. The sea I yearn for.
Turn my soul into lightning, so I am a petrel.
It is famous for its suspense and action of crossing the wind and waves. therefore
As long as I see the wind and waves, I will appear in front of you.
Thunder sounded overhead and the silver branches were like flames.
Spread between the sea and the sky, as if to tear me to pieces
Suddenly I felt that thunder was a scream in my dream.
I turned into a flash of lightning in the storm and suddenly turned around.
So he jumped in front of a poet and he smiled from the waves.
Send me a blue flame, he told me
People only see lightning, not me.
An ordinary petrel, at that moment, I disappeared in pain.
In his poems, thunder accompanied him to shine on the gray horizon.
I am an ordinary petrel, and I am.
A flash of lightning in the storm, no!
That lightning is just my shadow at night. It often
More in my calm heart, stir up deeper waves