Modern poetry escaping into the mountains

To find those treasures ...

Because of us.

Have you seen through the world of mortals?

Because of those who are alive.

Misfortune and luck?

Yes, everything.

It's all in your dreams and mine.

Naked. Bold and generous

Just as others predicted.

winding path leading to seclusions

Many pursuits and gains and losses

In a fairy tale dream.

Raised the flag.

Cut in the path we walked.

Stepping on the warm sunshine

Yellow leaves, slowly.

"Primitive" sense of truth

Plant a thousand hopes.

Everything in the mountains

Is so real and touching.

And nostalgia, scenery

I don't know loneliness and openness.

How many romantic talents and beautiful women are in the mood?

Put all your feelings and ideals

Are collected in those mountains and rivers.

Exile the joys and sorrows of life

In the mountains and water

chant poetry and paint pictures

Among those Xanadus ...