( 1)
Not everyone
extend
Can touch this sky
Not all clouds
You can come and wipe your face
What about this hand?
Across the sky
Through thick clouds
Through the cold door
Come to you.
Shake you over and over again
Shake your barren leaves.
Unconscious rock
Your toxic bones and body
Shake the lake you long for the sky.
Your eyes are full of weeds.
Looking at you, looking forward to you
Woke up this morning
Like all older mothers,
Look your son in the eye.
What about this hand?
Will pick up rough fallen leaves
Will beat and wipe your face over and over again
Will touch your wrinkles
Wipe the tears off your face.
(2)
Will tell you the story of death
Will tell you
Death does not necessarily mean murder.
Every soul that falls here
I was also kissed by heartache.
Wash with tears.
Be hugged tightly.
Everyone's death has been verified.
I don't believe your life is in your hands.
See if they're calm.
Look at life before it dies.
Have you ever had a last struggle?
I don't know
Those who are soaked with tears
Humiliate life when they
When you swallow the last drop of water.
Will you finally feel it?
This drop of water is more bitter than their whole lives.
Will you be eager?
Their last breath
The air will become pure.
Show them the real morning.
Let them touch the sun, too
you think
The last bit of food they swallowed.
There must be no poison.
Do not contain genetically modified lies.
Definitely more real than bright strawberries.
These simple wishes
Once written on paper
Written in the trembling air
Written in front of those solemn and gorgeous steps
Written in memories that can never be finished.
Now it is written on their cold tombstone.
(3)
As long as you are willing to
You will continue to dream.
You will continue to look at the palace of your dreams.
A roof bluer than the sky
Look at your free wings
Is unfolding beautifully
You don't want to be in the light.
See your dark shadow
But how can you believe it?
The land in your dark shadow
Hope and wings are growing.
Will fly with your dreams
In this fragile
Break the night with a touch.
How does rain soak lightning?
How can dark clouds bury mines?
In people's wet eyes
How can the road reach dawn?
As long as you are willing to
You will continue.
Put this land and the blue sky
Soak in water
I just hope you don't ignore the color of water.
Just as you can't ignore the color of wine.
The color of the sky and eyes
In particular, you should not ignore the color of blood.
complexion
Our nation has lasted for thousands of years.
The color of the earth
I like the color on everyone's face.
You must understand.
When these colors change
The storm is bound to come.
(4)
Tell me, when you dream,
This land of dreams
This piece used to grow
Your pride and bright land
When did you start being injected with venom?
before long
Our lives
Stop growing in the air
When the sunlight is mercilessly dragged into the water
When did this land lose consciousness?
On the night of your dream
I heard the roar of the wind.
And the groans of the earth
The sound came from a distance.
From the depths of your throat
Tearing my nights one by one.
I let the Buddha see it
A corpse injected with venom
A twitching limb
Pupils dilated.
And a heart screaming in pain
Tremble at midnight
Trembling where I can't turn over
This page of the book
I can't close it with all my strength.
Because this is an insurmountable page in history.
(5)
When you wake up,
Facing the floating in front of us
Broken heart
Accuse silently and angrily
When you face flying snowflakes in your dreams.
This morning was full of noise.
You will still be held in your hand.
It will also be in your mouth.
Makes you feel like you're protecting your teeth.
And soft and trembling love.
But your scar can't be covered up.
Your devastated mountains and rivers
Your empty tearless eyes
Your rough skin stretches like a desert.
And your people crying in despair in the middle of the night
Cann't cover it.
You can't open the scar.
It is recorded on that page of the book.
The land left to us by our ancestors
And paper
Not to cover up the venom and the flames.
Your dream
Has been modified thousands of times.
A wish on paper
Will be torn to pieces by you at this time.
You will sit on the moor.
Tear up lies page by page.
Look at your scraps of paper flying like snowflakes.
(6)
No matter who you are.
I love you deeply.
That drop of blood
Leaching from the distant Loess Plateau
Flowing to your once clear river
28,000 stagnant waters flowing to you.
28,000 blood vessels that have dried up.
Everyone's limbs, I woke up and found you.
For you, for everyone I love.
Flowing to your broken sky, earth and sea.
It's that hand.
Reach out to you from distant places and ages
Reach out to your eyes and face.
Touch your uplifted mountains.
Your scrawny dignity
Touch the wishes of our ancestors
As long as I stand in front of you
Don't cry.
As long as I raise my arm
Waving in the air like a flagpole
Don't fall.
With our blood and sweat
Clean our land.
With our wounded tongues
Lick the venom inch by inch.
And our shame
Clean the mountains and rivers with the painstaking efforts of our generations.
If I can wake up the mountains and rivers
Get it back on its feet
Just like our ancestors were lying underground.
It's nice to see us get up from the ground.
Watch our children and grandchildren stand forever.