(to MVK and BMC)

I live on the mountain by myself
The white clouds don't fly and lose their way in the city
No matter who buys or sells literature in the market
I don't care when rice and clothes tease poor me!

-Oh yeah, I'm a billionaire of clouds and winds
Days by days, my life – a dreamy boat – keeps floating
Though the moon is up high in the sky
It still shines down into a person – with blue eyes? (*)

(*) At the beginning, the last sentence was "There's not a damn person who has blue eyes (K.D.H)

Dịch ngày 25/2/2008