Catastrophe will come next day
Author: Bai Li(AD701-AD762, Tang Dynasty)
Translator: Lei Fan 2017 in Chicago
Next day I am all by myself,
Carry bundles of food and firewood.
Step onto a long journey while supplies gone fast,
My throat is dry and my lips are cracked.
As long as I could still feed myself today,
Why do I need to worry about following springs?
Those celestial beings who care of me,
Persuade me to follow them, pursuing immortality.
Visit the three mystic mountains across the ocean,
Rest on top of the five sacred mountains on earth.
Circle the sky by riding a dragon,
Watch its two horns from its back.
He awards me a handful of elixirs,
So that I could live thousand years.
Humble as cicada knows appreciation,
I am ashamed my life is too short to repay.
Although it’s ambitious for me to fill the east ocean,
I will try my best even just with one branch.
Follow the principles and enlightment of the universe,
Like legend emperor Xuanyuan apprenticed to ancient gods.
I am determined to devote myself to eternal life,
People in power weighs as cicada’s wings in my eyes.
Loud sneers and quips from those rabbles,
No difference than humming of flies in the air.