Cold Mountain Songs

For ages
I have been gone
from the home in the Cold Mountains

For ages
I have tried to sprout seeds
and keep singing the Cold Mountain songs

When round the evening fire
the old songs grow
I realize that I am not alone
In this search for home in the Cold Mountains

When the white cranes
take to their wings
I remember that I have lost
Even the way to home in the Cold Mountains

In my journey
from here to eternity
I often sing the Cold Mountain songs
I often watch the white cranes fly
Wishing they would lend me wings
For my homesick soul


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