Khí phách anh hùng Heroic mettle

I want I become the immense sky The eagle is flying freely Looking for by my heroic mettle Being across the sky and the sea The soul of the Four Oceans of mine The spirit of universe of mine Going and return to on the cloud and the wind Everywhere in the world It is me – a tiny ant has been become the eagle And from the eagle I will be the tiny ant One day I will become the sand in the wild desert No shade of people, nobody remembers me from the forgotten place In the earth, it was a lived place in sudden Today the world affairs are up and down like the floating water hyacinth Unsheathe the holy sword sparklingly Leaving humanity, joy, anger, love, hate, sad, desire, peace From the “zero” and come to “zero” speedily.