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
