If I love you —
I won't wind upon you like a trumpet creeper
Upvalue myself by your height;
If I love you —
I will never follow a spoony bird
Repeating the monotone song for the green shade;
Not only like a springhead
Brings you clean coolness whole year long,
Not only like a steepy peak
Enhances your height, sets off your straightness.
Even sunshine,
And spring rain,
No, all these are not enough!
I must be a ceiba by your side,
As a tree standing together with you;
Our roots melt underneath,
Our leaves merge in clouds.
When wind breezes
We greet each other
But no one
Can understand our peculiar words.


You have your strong stem and branches,
Like knives and swords
And like halberds.
I have my red ample flowers,
Like heavy sighs
And heroic torches as well,
We partake cold tide, thunder storm, firebolt
Together we share brume, flowing mist, rainbow,
As if we separate all the time
Actually we forever rely on each other.
This is great love
Loyalty lives here
Love —
Not only your giant body
But also the position you stand,
The earth under your feet.