I stood up-like a sleepy beast/wounded beast/from a pile of fallen leaves/from a cold rock/struggling for a long time/supporting my upper body/opening my eyes/looking for the horizon. ...
I-I'm from a distant mountain/from an uncultivated mountain/for tens of millions of people/people who work with their hands/? Make a hullabaloo about/with your mouth Passengers from the city who walk with their feet/my body/sore body/deep left/last night's rain/fatigue of long-distance running.
But/I finally got up/I opened the window/I saw bright eyes for the first time/I saw the dawn/-the real dawn.
There seems to be a group of people singing in the distance./So I want to go out into the street.
(2) In the street
Good morning, you are standing at a crossroads/when a car passes/a policeman in white sleeves.
Good morning. /You are from other places. /You are a greengrocer with many roses. /
Good morning/Are you sweeping the road/The cleaner in the red vest/
Good morning/you brought a basket, the first young housewife to go to the market/brown skin.
I believe/last night/that you will never be followed by constant wind and rain like me/? Troubled by endless nightmares/You all slept better than me.
(3) Yesterday
Yesterday/my days in the world/poor expectations/feeding me/like those survivors/numb/poor memory/feeding them.
Yesterday, I took my own country/as a hospital-I had an incurable disease/not a day passed/I didn't use my dull eyes/
Looking at this land/endless miserable life .../not a day has passed/I don't listen to this land/the endless groans of dull ears.
Yesterday/I locked myself in a mental hospital/There were high gray walls all around/There was no sound/I walked along the high walls/I walked and walked/My soul/
Whether it is day or night/singing forever/a sad song of human destiny.
Yesterday/I ran in the dark and low sky/Yuan Ye without the sun/climbed to the top of the mountain/fell on the purple rock/shed warm tears/cried our century.
It's all right now/it's all over.