in ancient times
When the world first opened.
There must be a cock crow from somewhere.
All the mountains
Run to the sea.
But it won't invade here.
In infinite time.
Hard-working season can then fade.
The river finally cleared the way.
Now, it's snowing
The loneliness of plum blossoms is far away.
I happened to sow the seeds of poor songs.
After the past
Superman must have come on a white horse.
Singing loudly in this wilderness
Hope to adopt