歌词翻译 (English)
Cowherd
Cowherd on the buffalo's back
Open your heart
The indistinctness in March
Can't shade your chrysanthemic dream at all 'neath trees
Winds sigh over treetops
Clouds float in azure sky
Your indifferent tune of pipe
Brushes through grass, diffuses the soil fragrance
The poem of September
Has 'ready been buried by blizzard
Why do I hear
The surging blood in your chest?
Behold
The springs are eternally convolving within the valley
You know?
The Blue Bird's calling you from the forest
Cowherd
Farm is now deserted
Sunset is still in solitude
Just project your indifference
At the homebound path of remaining ink marks...