Midnight Song Of Wu - Poem by Li Bai
Chang'an one disc moon
Ten thousand households pound clothes noise
Autumn wind blow no end
Always jade pass think
What day pacify Hu prisoner
Husband end long journey
In Chang'an city is the disk of the moon,
The sound of pounding clothes in ten thousand households.
The autumn wind is blowing without cease,
All the time I think of Yuguan pass.
When will we pacify the pillaging Hu,
So my husband can end his long journey?
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