We shall meet again,
When the sorrel rivers
Dried up in the mouth
Of Daura sun, while
You bout-time, thrashing,
Under the Watermelon tree,
Thrashing wheat of thousand sweetness,
We shared,
Love and wine we shared,
And I waited upon
You,
On plainsong of the dove,
Here, pronouncing your name.
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