Ana

The place changes and goes Like a wind like clouds

Like the traces of the heart no halt at the places

The place is so far away be far apart

people's hand does not reachso merely has (the) worship

The place is a lofty lord can't meet nobody put on

We will lose the placeso lofty which changes

Not all were desired However we're never sad

still there is still the placefar away far away

(The wind) blows through the place an endless with all

Like the ripple float on the water It blows at as it goes

the place is No make at all Nothing is shown

Like the sand clasped by hand It falls vainly

The place is (a) profound lordand wear the vain faint light

But we will find it in the placeThe hut at which it stands still

if not cencerned with all It will maintain that No dye

therefore there is still the hutIt's lonly solitary

no halt at the windit soars to the sky

Like the verdure (which) meets with sunrise It grows up as reborn

The hut has held new onethat's different from all

like the sand castle of the childrenbut realized with the mind

The person is a vain statuewear taciturnity calm

stillWe will know a huge flowIt is stopped by nobody

soon the wind wears the snow cloud will be dyed to snow-white

Summer grass will inclineNo sunlightfeebly shade

The place buried in deep snowlike the collapsing castle

like the head of the shadefigure will be thrown away

The hut buried in deep snowIt sinks in to the flood

and the "not dyeing" is dyed outand waits for a oppose one

Even if all are healed be gonna no return

there is still the placefar way far away

The place changes and goes Like a wind like clouds

Like the traces of the heart no halt at the places

The place is a lofty lord can't meet nobody put on

stillthere is still the place far away far away