My Hairs Stand Up in Anger By Song Dynasty General YUE Fei Translated by 方壶斋 My hairs stand up in anger By the rail The rustling rain is seen no longer Looking up, I utter a cry To vent my feelings and ambitions high At thirty I belittle my warrior achievements so far The thousands of miles expeditions under many a star Wait no more Lest my hairs were white all over And I should weep later. The shame of losing our capital Has yet to be avenged so My hatred as the royal’s subject Is still something abject How I wish to drive my chariot to rush To the Holan Mountan enemies to crush My hunger will make me devour the flesh of the POWs My thirst will make me drink the blood of the Huns’ paws And someday We’ll regain the lost country And to Emperor homage pay |