Elegy and Praise Hymn
If ever I dream
of the crooked trees
with green around the trunks,
dripping water from their twigs,
believe me,
I’ve found the spot
for my burial.
If ever I dream
of the crooked trees
with green around the trunks,
dripping water from their twigs,
believe me,
I’ve found the spot
for my burial.
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