Alone I am sitting under close bamboos,
Playing on my lute, singing without words.
Who can hear me in this thicket?…
Bright and friendly comes the moon.
Playing on my lute, singing without words.
Who can hear me in this thicket?…
Bright and friendly comes the moon.
Wang Wei (699 - 759) China
Translated by Witter Bynner and Kiang Kung-hu
Source: Poetry: A Magazine of Verse, edited by Harriet Monroe, Volume XIX. No. 5. February, 1922
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