THE BIRD’S SONGS-I
No where I rest for passion of flying
When the sun brushes on my wings,
The craft is endowed on me from birth
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Turning inside out
She is a secret pond in my heart’s garden
The late spring has endowed lilies
Those bloom under a crescent moon,
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THE SONGS OF VOID-1
O my dear!
Nothing is gained
Nothing is lost
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OUR VILLAGE
Perfectly little in size
A pond where I fished,
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MY SISITER
The delight of exploring her
Wheeling around my wrist in the thread,
Diligent, with no other thought but love
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The wit and charm of sprightly girls
The soft endearing voice,
Like dancers on the stage
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OUR TEARS
Our tears will become a river
And keep on flowing,
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I weep in a prison in quietness
A bird in elusive dreams,
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O My Dear,
All my emblazoned glory is flowers of twilight
Sails into moon light transmuting me into wind,
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