In the dark mud-banks of an eyot..
Heard your laughter like a daybreak
Not long-long ago, but yesterday..
Not yesterday, but today, you came..
Time has flown..
Like a crane on cattle's horn..
Yet she came..
On the cold hearth of the eyot..
Like a tiny cheek red ember..
Not long-long ago, but yesterday..
Not yesterday, but today, you came..
Time has flown..
Like a crane on cattle's horn..
Yet she came..
Rising from the mud, the red lotus..
The mire admires it and
fills as a lake..
Two oars together paddle
the canal forth..
Two cattles together plough
the field beneath the same yoke..
No long-long ago,
not yesterday, but today..
Not for today or tomorrow..
but forever..
Gone is the cattle, gone the crane
Time has also flown-away..
They alone stayed there..
Couldn't leave behind field and lake..
On the cold hearth of the eyot..
Like a tiny cheek red ember..
Not long-long ago, but yesterday..
Not yesterday, but today, you came..
Time has flown..
Like a crane on cattle's horn..
Yet she came..
