The Night

On the bank of blue sea

standing alone in a plateau

I feel the breeze of heaven

Oh night, you come from the First cause

You come, as I imagine.

I think of my past

The golden past, I have lost

Oh night, you come from the First Cause

You come, as the dream of my lost childhood.

I hear the crying of the blue sea

I feel the grasses and trees are singing

I see the moon is shining

Oh night, you come from the First Cause

You vision me to see the aurora on the mountain.