Wandering about (it is bound) to meet (what it wishes for) desires for Beyond (the clouds) the hopes (of the wind) the distant past (seems to become clearer)
Deep within the mountain the silence drawing near sways Dimly coming into view, the hazy bridge is calling
The beads of glistens it becomes clear the small bird Is protected by the twinkling light of life
Thirsty (it quietly) pulsates (and bursts) gushing forth (flowing) Clearly (it becomes sacred) as the earth (trembles) the beads (drop and penetrate it)
As it hears (the small) chirp of the bird (the spirit of happiness) projects (its echo) (Calling for a whisper of heaven's door) The time when (the radiant) light (is set free) again and again (The drops of mystery from the spirit is (And is connected to your dreams)