See the flame of lamp far
I walk along the road as traveller.
Burning flame is turned around by wind.
A house wife say her home good evening.
Today do not see the moon in the sky.
It is surrounded by darkness to us.
There's no light on the road,
But eyes catch the flame .
And seem the light in the eyes.
That flame come across the darkness.
Walking is very fast,
My legs touch stone vast.
On the bamboo tree,
Heard the sound of a mouse.
That's caught by an owl.
Swallow the full body with perspiration,
Cold wind sometimes free from hesitation.
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