And why should such bother be made?
Better far to be tipsy, I deem,
And doze all day long in teh shade,
When I wake and look out on the lawn,
I hear midst the flowers a bird sing,
I ask, "Is it evening or dawn?"
The mango-bird whistles, "Tis spring,"
Overpowered with the beautiful sight,
Another full goblet I pour,
And would sing till the moon rises bright -
But soon I'm as drunk as before
Original poem by Li Bai
Translated by Herbert A Giles
from Das Lied von de Erde (The Song of the Earth by Mahler)
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