You ask what my soul does away in the sky,
I inwardly smile but I cannot reply;
Like the peach-blossom carried away by the
stream,
I soar to a world of which you cannot dream.
Li Po A.D. 705-762
You ask what my soul does away in the sky,
I inwardly smile but I cannot reply;
Like the peach-blossom carried away by the
stream,
I soar to a world of which you cannot dream.
Li Po A.D. 705-762