It is dark
And I am ignorant and
I am the king of rain.
What is proper
What is improper
I have forgotten
And I lack discrimination.
Just I am eating
Drinking and sleeping
And you can not say
I am deluding myself.
I know
Nothing is futile action.
Shooting birds
Swimming or destroying
And leading a life of bondage
Nothing is futile
I know.
No stumbling block
No and nothing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem