Where are you? Mokosha

Where are you? Mokosha

(From "Searching for Mokosha")

Where are you? Mokosha

Are you in the crack of the rock?

Do you play with lions in the African grasslands?

Are you lying in Tahiti in the South Pacific?

Have you ever stood still in the red desert of Australia?

Do you chant scriptures in Thai temples?

I've been through hardships, I've been through vicissitudes

I feed my time

Let it split out more details

Every detail fills your face

Even if you are a drop of water in the ocean

Even if you are the Colossus on Mars

Even if you are a prophecy in the mouth of the Indians

Even if you are a gust of cold wind on Mount K2

Even if you are an ancient relic of the solar system

I'll find you

You are finally here, Mokosha

You come to me

You smile at the tip of the brush of a wandering painter on the streets of Paris

You spread your wings and fly through the imaginary sky

You yell three times to get people's attention

The first sound came from the Pharaoh's tomb and reached the sun god.

The myths that enlightened mankind and guided the rivers to flow towards our sight

That sound is ancient and mysterious

The Pharaoh's scepter creaked

Your second shout gave mankind divine revelation

In your arms, the children play, fight, and briefly get along.

The Eastern Continent heard your voice

You found your enlightenment from the Zen scroll

The bells of the Apennine Peninsula

Spreading your chatter

Your voice accompanies the plague, stands with hope, and stays with confusion

So you called out the third time

You finally called out the third time, in the Dharma Ending Age

God is getting farther and farther away from us in the sky

The Buddha also passed away

So you called out, did you call out, Mokosha?

I know you must have cried out, you cried out for the third time, for this world

I'll take it as your call

If you don’t call, who will you call?

You are Mokosha, Mokosha, your third voice, I am listening

The first thing I did when I opened the door

Just Listen

The first thing I do after getting dressed

Just Listen

I hear your beautiful voice

Regardless of the beauty's call in bed

I only pay attention to your gentle whispers

You awaken everyone.

They set out to find you

Mokosha, you have to wait for me

I know you've always been there, never left, never come

I imagine you as a piece of land

I want to live with you

I want to come to your place to establish a clan and a tribe

Mokosha, I am one of your millions of fans

I am your strongest supporter. I will fight anyone who makes things difficult for you without hesitation.

Look, Mokosha

On the Mississippi River, in southern Europe

On the Volga River

In the Yangtze River Basin

There are people carrying backpacks

They left their homes and set out on their journey

I'm going to act now, I won't tell anyone, I'm loyal to you

I want to compete with everyone in terms of speed and mood

I am a wanderer looking for Mokosha

The geese have already formed a line

I also set foot on the land of my hometown in search of my relatives

Mokosha, you are the only surviving elder in my tribe

I swear in the name of Xia Xiaoxing

Can't find you

I am not your descendant.

I will take the initiative to cut off my hands

Return your blood to you

Even if you are kidnapped, insulted, buried alive, raped

I want to be with you too.

You are my reason for living, Mokosha

You don't know how many times I cried for you when you were indifferent

Crying from winter to hot summer

If God destined me to die

I will die for you