The hazy crimson sky, my soul

I am a wanderer of heights.

The great mountains—I smirk at them.

I, a hot air balloon of skies

 

Clouds below me, I above them

I am no fiend here in the blue.

I am just a cloud floating high.

A calm sea, which I gaze upon

I, a hot air balloon of skies

 

For how long in the air I rise

I am a free cloud in the sky.

For, until I fall, I am free.

 

From the earthly great ruler's grounds

From the ruler's great noisy sounds

I, a hot air balloon of skies.