” Unknown bird “

       

One evening, I breathed the fragrance of the flowers along the river.

The wind brought me the song of a distant flute.

To answer him, I cut a branch of willow,
And the song of my flute rocked the night charmed.

Since that evening, every day,
At a time when the campaign is falling asleep, 

The birds hear responding to their song that of an unknown bird, Of which , however, they understand the language.

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