The cliff
/ Lin Tong
There is no use whitewashing and hiding
The sea was dull
Spring is coming back
Lift your soul high
A new leaf is a flag
A strong horse brings lightning
Shock thick cloud mind
In the night of awakening of insects
Whose soul will be renewed
Standing on the edge of a naked cliff
Extend the arm that grows upward
Thunder in my heart
Face the cliff with collapse
The horses roared into the sky
Waking up to tears and blood
