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November 3rd, 2009

07:59 pm
the evening bell slowly questions you



Bei Dao

Road Song



in the oblivion between the trees

the lyric attacks by dogs

at the end of an endless trip

night turns all the keys of gold

but no door opens for you

a lantern follows

the ancient principles of winter

I walk straight toward you

as you open the fan of history

that's folded in an isolated song

the evening bell slowly questions you

echoes answer for you twice

dark night sails against the current

tree roots secretly generating electricity

have lit your orchard

I walk straight toward you

at the head of all the foreign roads

when fire tries on the heavy snow

sunset seals the empire

the earth's book turns the page of this moment


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All Good Things - Jobe