<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=365686" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>China Song (Zhong guo ge qu)</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Last night I heard a Chinese song<br>That conjured almond eyes, <br>It swelled and soared, and took the air<br>I sought to breathe, my friend, <br>That song poured out the sadness that<br>I’d seen behind your lies, <br>It soared and swelled, and slipped and dipped, <br>Heartbroken at the end.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But you just smiled and chattered, <br>Though your words were terse and bleak, <br>They hid some strange confusion, and<br>A hurt that would not mend, <br>I’d seen you cry before, with not<br>A tear on either cheek, <br>When Chinese tear-ducts dry, but cry - <br>It seems that you pretend.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Five thousand years of sorrow<br>Taught you Chinese not to weep, <br>To show no strong emotion, to<br>Accept the fate you’re sent, <br>The pendulum that swings one way, <br>May cut you while you sleep, <br>But always swings the other way<br>Confucius say - my friend! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">So all your love and laughter and <br>The sadness of your past, <br>Is built in to the music that your<br>Cultured songsters write, <br>And truly, when I listen<br>To that swelling sound at last, <br>Your tears well up, and overflow<br>From my eyes, every night.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">26 December 2007</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=David+Lewis+Paget">David Lewis Paget</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=365686" data-title="China Song (Zhong guo ge qu) de David Lewis Paget" data-description="Last night I heard a Chinese song That conjured almond eyes, It swelled and soared, and took the air I sought to breathe, my friend, That song poured out the sadness that I’d seen behind your lies, It soared and swelled, and slipped and dippe..."></div> </div> </div>

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