(7) Song Of The White Wild Geese
白雁行
Liu Yin (1240-1293)
刘因
When the north wind first rose, the Northern Stream was chilled;
北风初起易水寒，
The second time it rose, the South with cold was filled.
北风再起吹江干。
The third time when it blew, white wild geese flew away;
北风三吹白雁来，
The southernmost frontier grew cold, they could not stay.
寒气直薄朱崖山。
The vernal breeze blew bot and cold three hundred years;
乾坤噫气三百年，
When the north wind sweeps o'er the land, it disappears.
一风扫地无留残。
For miles and miles on streams I think of freedom's reign
万里江湖想潇洒，
And wait for spring and wild geese to come back again.
伫看春水雁来还。