Road Song Poem by Bei Dao

in the oblivion between the trees
the lyric attacks by dogs
at the end of an endless trip
night turns all the keys of gold
but no door opens for you

a lantern follows
the ancient principles of winter
I walk straight toward you
as you open the fan of history
that's folded in an isolated song

the evening bell slowly questions you
echoes answer for you twice
dark night sails against the current
tree roots secretly generating electricity
have lit your orchard

I walk straightly toward you
at the head of all foreign roads
when fire tries on the heavy snow
sunset seals the empire
the earth's book opens the page of this moment