You haven't sung the longer song
The ringing of the temple bell is heard
You're still in profound sleep
Go and sit at the morning portico
Pick up my old manuscript in your hand
I'll give you
All that is mine
Behold
The monochord is played at the evening—
In the wind of the daybreak
Now sing the longer song
So muddy is the body
Still I'll go towards the temple
And play the monochord
And hear the longer song from you
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