Anonymous Song from Dun Huang (5th to 10th century)
The moon hangs in the sky,
Like a lump of silver in a distant sight.
The wind's rising in the deep of the night.
Pray blow away the clouds
surrounding the moon outright,
So that my ungrateful lover would be in sight.
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