Shocking white cranes
Burst out of the river
Black with time's refuse
Turning left the vehicle
Is swallowed by traffic
Over the horns is heard
The sharp cries of parrots
Restless on raintrees
The rooftop restaurant
Has a view of the sky
Where kites float
In the streams of music
Playing in my heart
The afternoon is hard
To cross without a nap
When I wake up it's dusk
Yellow moon blue sky
Above the green canopy
Night is easier to pass
Dreams take me away
The lost find the lost.
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