Every moment does the weather change,
And so does the heaven and sky
For its monsoon in the mountainland,
Where the boldest eagles fly.

The mountains are vast and spread,
Their peak hidden behind white clouds.
They are distinguished from the surroundings,
Like noble men from poor crowds.

In a moment, there is a thunderstorm,
Thick fog reigns supreme in another.
No one can predict the weather there,
Not even the...