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| Green is the upper robe, | |
| Green with a yellow lining! | |
| The sorrow of my heart, -- | |
| How can it cease? | |
| Green is the upper robe, | |
| Green the upper, and yellow the lower garment! | |
| The sorrow of my heart, -- | |
| How can it be forgotten? | |
| [Dyed] green has been the silk; -- | |
| It was you who did it. | |
| [But] I think of the ancients, | |
| That I may be kept from doing wrong. | |
| Linen, fine or coarse, | |
| Is cold when worn in the wind. | |
| I think of the ancients, | |
| And find what is in my heart. |
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