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The Song of the Jungle

 

I wonder what tumult is racking the silence of this jungle
That breeds a hundred songs of joy and sorrow in the heart
I wonder what magic lies within the depth of jungles
That helps the jungle witch to ensnare man

When the autumn morning sun rises
The jungle gets so brightly lit
That it occurs to you
That each golden leaf is a candle flame
Burning in the jungle’s heart

Which knight must bring the happy tidings of victory
?For whom the jungle is adorned with lights
When the incense-spreading gale scatters
A thousand gold coins over the jungle
I wonder what the silent butterfly thinks
And by what melody the jungle love-bird
?Sings the luring song of dropping leaves

I like the jungle
Because like the souls of us folks
It is full of mysterious and colorful lights and shadows

I like the jungle
Because a lively jungle is beautiful
And even at death it refreshes the world
!May the mirth-breeding jungle live long 

By Nima Youshij
Translated by Manavaz Alexandrian

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