this far-away strange domain,
Of my own volition, I silently did attain.
clouds and winds on cloud nine
one another in the shine,
looked at the sky and earth around
any aim, without any ground.
I observed myself and was surprised
in my inmost feelings I realized
source of sorrow so profound.
after days, hours after hours
this Valley of Yellow Flowers
morning, midday, afternoon, eve
in a hurry causing me to grieve.
this land of promises it is to bear
are lots of bridges to well wear;
of them are so wide to give fright
my hair to turn more snow-white.
reason? That one is to contrast
running smoothly and fast
my still poor condition of living:
sluggish canal muddy waters giving.
Translation by THANH-THANH