Sorrow In June


Sorrow In June

By Shan Quanshui 山泉水


The solemnly land that I loved was suddenly lost.

It is disappeared after the June frost.

The poor crows cry while the smog out of muzzle

Mixed the sorrow with the chilly hearts in Hustle


Why at this moment my heart shed a tear?

Which stirred into the dark bitter beer.

The blood from the braves splashed over the Tian Square,

The red flower was blooming in frozen air


My soul is waking up on Saturday of June,

History is awakened up and not allowed to prune,

Whether the gun pointed to conscience is ready to use,

Does the alive youth uncover the truth?

How tanks sweep and clean the square,

The evidence of cement ground will keep the tale