Mistaken

When the moon weeps in the clouds bitterly,                                                         The pole star appears in the dark sky,                                                                                  Mistaken that star for the morning star,Venus ,                                                                            The pearl merchant starts his long journey,                                                        The thieves captured him as a prisoner,                                                         He has no way of escaping from them,                                                              His family business has shattered at last,                                                        when the moon weeps in the clouds bitterly.
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