圣洛朗的眼泪(53)

The swordsman in white and the crown king are killed,
My chariot comes to help,
The latest multi barreled missiles volley towards the crown palace.
The palace goes up in smoke
I poke his royal robe in tatters, like a beggar.
I take his cat"s eye crown and have crushed it,
He is exposed in broad daylight,
He is tied to the bluestone by the sun,
The people who broke out of the Bastille,
Put him on the guillotine.
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I live under the cloak of Yin and Yang,
The cloak blocks out the sky, and the cloak makes the sky and land cover with dark clouds.
Under the cloak, pigeons, braziers and goldfish magically appear.
Pigeons fly into Picasso"s paintings,
The brazier burns down the Palace Hall,
The goldfish swim to the fish rainbow of Square God and Round Goddess.
I"m like a fish in the water. I play with the goldfish for food.
Clean air rises and turbid gas decreases,
The integration of yin and Yang and Qi catalyzes me,