Not Knowing To Turn Back

Flipping
Illusionary, seeing you again, light wind, distant lanterns
Waking from dreams, who lightly sighs at the short bitterness
Not seeing you in front of me, the vast sea without a trace, thoughts shift
Only emptiness remains, thoughts of impermanence difficult to endure

Thinking of diving into bitter waters, daring to sink without knowing how to turn back
Who is the moon in the water, whose heart, whose intentions are severed
The long night is too lonely, only with you can it be endured peacefully
Seeking nothing, only for you

Unraveling the autumn dragon, deeply searching for a dream
Turning the stars, wishing to stay, emitting fragrant winds
Even if the icy wind of the sky recalls too much bravery
In the vast red and blue haze, enjoying the chant

Looking to the end of the sea and sky, everything eventually returns to being transient
Joyful rain is an illusion, like scattered paths of the tide
Isolated in the world, pondering what to hope for from yesterday
Seeking nothing, only desiring tranquility

Unraveling the autumn dragon, deeply searching for a dream
Turning the stars, wishing to stay, emitting fragrant winds
Even if the icy wind of the sky recalls too much bravery
In the vast red and blue haze, enjoying the chant

Time is a fleeting illusion, parting ways too hastily
Even if it's difficult, not willing to deceive or share with demons

Without evidence, following the fierce transformation at the edge of the sky
Clashing against rocks, scattering in flight, meeting again
Still, all things exist together, merging into emptiness
Stepping forward, returning, avoiding the boundless sea