Under the thick dome
Or the white jasmine
The rose gathers
On the flowering bank
Laughing in the morning
Come, let's go down together
Gently let us glide
From its charming flow
Let us follow the current
Flying; In
The quivering wave
With a nonchalant hand
Come, let's reach the edge
Where the spring sleeps
And the bird
The bird sings
Under the thick dome
Under the white jasmine

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