The Little Woman of Clear River

Clear River twists nine times about

Clear River; but so deep

That none can see the green sand.

You hear the birds about Clear River:

Dik, dik, dik, dik, Diu dik.

A little woman with jade eyes

Leans on the wall of a pavilion.

She has the moonrise in her heart

And the singing of love songs

Comes to her up the river.

She stands and dreams for me

Outside the house by the bamboo door.

In a minute

I will leave my shadow

And talk to her of poetry and love.

Song of Annam.