Ke Long, Long Ke
you let me see
your distant China a little bit.
There came poems, and letters and words
with flower dust on the wings
from the land of the Sunrise .
Ke Long, Long Ke
it must not happen
that I get too close to you.
Your name is paper lilies.
And then he gets , he lost everything
so the dreamers have loved ones.
Ke Long, Long Ke
write a poem on Friday
The thin moon is a song.
About you and me , two people.
On opposite banks, on the banks
of the Yangtzekiang River.
Ke Long, Long Ke
dense bamboo tree
and silkworms in cocoons.
We sing on the same earth.
But my heart is tired and worn.
and yours is young, Ke Long.

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