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Drinking Alone under the Moon

Among the flowers, from a pot of wine.

I drink without a companion of mine.

I raise my cup to invite the Moon who blends.

Her light with my Shadow and we’re three friends.

The Moon does not know how to drink her share;

In vain my Shadow follows me here and there.

Together with them for the time I stay.

And make merry before spring’s spent away.

I sing and the Moon lingers to hear my song;

My Shadows a mess while I dance along.

Sober, we three remain cheerful and gay;

Drunken, we part and each may go his way.

Our friendship will outshine all earthly love;

Next time we’ll meet beyond the stars above.