Since Life is but a Dream, Why toil to no avail?
Heaven is high, Earth Wide. Bitter between them flies my sorrow.
To find pleasure in life, make the most of the spring.
You ask me why I dwell in the green mountain; I smile and make no reply for my heart is free of care. As the peach-blossom flows down stream and is gone into the unknown, I have a world apart that is not among men.
Forever and forever and forever
Bears, dragons, tempestuous on mountain and river, Startle the forest and make the heights tremble. Clouds darken beneath the darkness of rain, streams pale with a pallor of mist. The gods of Thunder and Lightning Shatter the whole range.