Translated from the text of Tang Jo-Su
From my garden I hear a woman singing, but in spite of her I gaze on the moon.
And I believe that the moon looks at me also for a long silver ray penetrates to my eyes.
I have never thought of meeting the woman who sings in the neighboring garden; my gaze ever follows the moon in the heavens.
The moon mirrors itself in the eyes of poets as in the brilliant eyes of the dragons, those poets of the sea.
From my garden, I hear a woman singing.
Ten Songs (Lang)
Composer(s): Margaret Ruthven LangFind at your Local Library