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Water
Let’s not muddy the water!
Maybe, down the river a dove is drinking water.
Or, on a distant land a little bird is washing her wings.
Or, maybe in a nearby village a pitcher is getting filled with water.
Let’s not muddy the water!
Maybe, this flowing water
is going to a tree to remove sadness from a heart.
Maybe, the hands of a poor man are wetting a piece of bread in the water.
Maybe, a beautiful woman has come to the river.
Let’s not muddy the water!
And the beautiful face will get double!
What digestible water!
What a limpid river!
How pure are the people up the river!
May their water springs remain generating!
May the breasts of their cows remain full with fresh milk!
I haven’t seen their village.
No doubts, on the feet of their fences there is a sign of God.
The moon in there lightens words.
For sure, the walls must be short in there.
There the folk know what sort of flower is anemone
Surely there the blue is blue
A bud is blossoming, and they know it.
What a village it must be! May its gardens and paths be filled with lovely songs!
The people, up the river, understand water.
They haven’t muddied it.
We either, let’s not muddy the water!
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