Song of the Misty Mountains.
Where mist embraces mountains, pale and still,The clouds drift slowly past the silent hill.A bamboo flute awakens through the air,Its tender voice dissolves into the prayer. The waters hold the mountains in their sleep,While hidden valleys breathe beneath the deep.A lonely boat moves softly through the blue,As though the world has disappeared from view. The […]
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