Deserted now the Imperial bowers
Save by some few poor lonely flowers….
One white-haired dame,
An Emperor’s flame,
Sits down and tells of bygone hours.
Yuan Chền A.D. 779 –831
Deserted now the Imperial bowers
Save by some few poor lonely flowers….
One white-haired dame,
An Emperor’s flame,
Sits down and tells of bygone hours.
Yuan Chền A.D. 779 –831