Environment
Payuan, descendant of hunters, the hearts of the wilds,
Wafting through the grey trace of buzzard eyes,
Hides within the forest, was called Jurasus Hive.
Three into one per se
The homeland of Payuan’s tribes
Alas the prosperity, the avarices shall come.
Dutch and Japan ravaged and nothing was still.
But the Payuan survived and kept Jurasus alive.
All and for all, the homeland shall eventually be healed
Payuan, descendants of hunters, the hearts of the wilds,
Wafting through the grey trace of buzzard eyes,
Look at the gate taken over by strangers, who claimed：
“These are the properties of ROC escaping from big land”
“You shall obey and cultivate as the right thing shall sow”
The descendants obeyed cuz were no match for tanks.
The hearts were chained by the modernized lands.
The grey trace perished for the skinny bands.
Payuan, descendants of hostage, the hearts of bondage,
Restrained within the grey forest of cement stage,
Jurasus conserved as national park, the Law’s adage!
Homeland was outage,
Food was in shortage.
And shotguns were caged,
These were the lives dreamed in ages.
Payuan, descendants of hunters, the hearts of the wilds,
Wafting through the grey trace of buzzard eyes,
Gather into Reed, the village, the gate,
Of Jurasus our homeland guarded by,
Thousands of buzzards soar above the sky.
Dance aside the river, and pray under the rain.
The Payuan shall everlasting for the Jurasus sake.
