English Rendering
From the east the sun comes around;
It seems to rise from underground.
Crossing the sky,it sinks in the sea of the west.
Where could the six dragons driving it take their rest?
It never changes from beginning to end.
Man is not a spirit,
Could he accompany it
As a dear friend?
Grass will not for its growth thank the spring breeze;
Leaves won't complain of autumn when fallen from trees.
Who could drive summer and winter,autumn and spring?
Nature rules over rise and fall of everything.
O Driver of the Sun,
What on the boundless waves have you done?
O Herculean Son,
How could you wield your spear to stop the Driver's run?
You go against the law divine.
What you do is quite out of line.
I would embrace the universe
To be one with Nature for better or for worse.
