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They flit about, the yellow birds, |
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And rest upon the jujube trees. |
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Who followed duke Mu [to the grave]? |
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Ziche Yansi. |
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And this Yansi, |
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Was a man above a hundred. |
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When he came to the grave, |
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He looked terrified and trembled. |
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Thou azure Heaven there! |
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Thou art destroying our good men. |
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Could he have been redeemed, |
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We should have given a hundred lives for him. |
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They flit about, the yellow birds, |
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And rest upon the mulberry trees. |
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Who followed duke Mu [to the grave]? |
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Ziche Zhongheng. |
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And this Zhongheng, |
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Was a match for a hundred. |
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When he came to the grave, |
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He looked terrified and trembled. |
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Thou azure Heaven there! |
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Thou art destroying our good men. |
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Could he have been redeemed, |
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We should have given a hundred lives for him. |
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They flit about, the yellow birds, |
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And rest upon the thorn trees. |
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Who followed duke Mu [to the grave]? |
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Ziche Qianhu. |
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And this Ziche Qianhu, |
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Could withstand a hundred men. |
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When he came to the grave, |
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He looked terrified and trembled. |
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Thou azure Heaven there! |
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Thou art destroying our good men. |
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Could he have been redeemed, |
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We should have given a hundred lives for him. |