Last nirvana, old man.
The disappearance of roaring light
Although the sages were defeated by darkness,
Poetry cannot light up the sky.
Never greet the night.
The sage dances in the blue bay.
Cry for the good deeds drowned by the stormy waves
The disappearance of roaring light
A madman is like a braggart every day.
Feel the sadness of being late for singing.
Never greet the night.
The deceased was in a trance when he died.
Blind children are blooming with the brilliance of meteors.
The disappearance of roaring light
Then you, my dying father.
Please hold back the last tears, arrival.
Please curse, please bless
I pray, never
Welcome the night and roar.
Dissipation of light