Small Swallow
O stranger, you
Thrown your vow on me!
Yet I found myself
Walking in a strange land
And my house's lamp, was turn off
And the sunset eve within, is unbearable
And the holly mountains
As if they were wrapping
Themselves with rainy clouds
O The Originator of the Heavens
Send to me, one of the birds:
Small Swallow, claps with her wings
Into our old house garden
Then with her voice who rings faintly
Bring solace to mom
O The Originator of the Heavens
Send to me, one of the birds:
Small Swallow,
Holds within her wings
Sweet pray from her lips
OR send to me one of the birds:
Bird brings solace to
My mother's heart
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