In the middle of wide green steppe
A lonely pine tree stands
I come to shelter under it
From far, off lands
In the middle of the great wide steppe
I hear it branches sigh
I ask my tree, How are you?
But my tree has not reply
A lonely pine tree stands
I come to shelter under it
From far, off lands
In the middle of the great wide steppe
I hear it branches sigh
I ask my tree, How are you?
But my tree has not reply
( Yat-Kha )
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