This Mountain Ghost Cares!

Flowers bloom from white bones; crimson pearls grow from grass. Veiled by mist, I wander alone. Mountain spirit, oh mountain spirit, no one thinks of you, and nowhere can you call home. Like a breeze among the mountains, you came only for the fallen blossoms. Go, go, with their lingering fragrance clinging to you. Do you know, do you know? That bright moon among the clouds came just for you.