the first paragraph
Oh, the wild west wind, the breath of life in autumn,
You can't see, but you swept away the dead leaves.
Like the singing of the elves flying away from the mage,
Yellow, black, gray, red as tuberculosis,
People infected with the plague have fallen leaves and scattered: oh, it's you,
Drive the wing seeds.
On the bed in the dark winter, they lay there,
Like a dead hole in the grave, cold, hidden and humble,
Until spring, your blue sister came to the sleeping earth.
Blow her big horn
(Like herding sheep, drive sweet buds into the air for food and water)
Let the mountains and plains be full of color and fragrance;
Wild spirit, you travel everywhere;
Destroyer and Protector: Listen, you listen!
the second part
Above your stream, there is a huge stream in the sky.
Clouds are like dead leaves on the ground,
Blown down by the west wind from the branches intertwined with the sky and the sea,
Be the messenger of rain and electricity: they will fall.
On your blue water,
Like a crazy girl with fluttering hair flashing.
From the distant and blurred edge of the sky
Reaching the sky, swaying everywhere,
Curly hair wants a thunderstorm, for a dying year.
You sang Corona Herr and this dense night.
Will be the dome of a huge tomb,
Your strength is condensed in this.
That's your breath, and it will explode from it.
Black Rain, Hail and Flame: Oh, listen!
the third part
It's you, you woke up the blue Mediterranean.
It's been sleeping all summer,
Hypnotized by the clear water,
On the pumice island in Baya Bay,
It dreamed of ancient palaces and pavilions.
Shaking in the waves reflected in the water sky,
They are all covered with moss and flowers.
What a charming smell! Oh, here you are.
Make way for the turbulent waves in the Atlantic Ocean.
Split yourself into two sides, but fall into the abyss.
Flowers and plants in the ocean and muddy forests
Although the branches and leaves are sparse, there is no energy.
Hearing your voice, they turned blue with fear.
Trembling and automatically contracting at the same time: Oh, listen!
Section iv
If I were a fallen leaf, I would float with you;
If I were a floating cloud flying with you;
Or the waves that roll under your power
If I could have your keenness and drive.
Even if it's not as free as yours.
If I could dance like Feng Ling when I was a teenager.
I will be your partner and swim in the sky.
Because, at that time, if I wanted to chase you to the sky,
It seems that it is not a dream), and why did it fall into such a depression?
I beg you to save me.
Oh, lift me up like waves, leaves and clouds!
I fell on the thorns of life, I was bleeding!
This kind of life is suppressed by the heavy shackles of years.
I am like you: proud, agile and unruly.
Section 5
Treat me like your harp, like a bush;
Although my leaves have fallen, what does it matter!
Your unusually harmonious generosity and excitement
Will be able to play a deep autumn rhyme with me from the forest,
Sweet and sad. Give me your quick energy,
Angry elves! Become me, borrow your edge!
Please scatter my dusty thoughts to the universe.
Let it give birth to new life like dead leaves!
Oh, please listen to this incantation poem.
Just put my heart, like ashes and mars.
Spread from the still burning fire to the world!
Let the trumpet of prophecy sound from my mouth.
Wake up the sleeping earth! Oh, west wind,
If winter comes, can spring be far behind?