Patriot Dang Dung
Profession of Faith
Trammeled in happenings of our time, already I am old.
Vibrations of the Universe sound in my song and my drunkenness.
When Fortune smiles their way fisher and butcher reach success
But by destiny opposed even the hero must swallow bitterness.
In the service of my lord I would hold fast the pivot of the Earth,
But here I fail, not for me to wash my sword in the Silver River,
My country is not yet avenged though now my hair turns white.
Yet have I of times sharpened my sword under the light of the moon.