Nobody count diamonds in the stone caverns yet,
Nobody count pearls in the midday sea no purpose
At faraway wonder India.
On the warm sea there is a wonderful stone sapphire,
On that stone the Phoenix is a bird with the face of a maiden.
All heavenly songs it sweetly sings always
It spreads the bright feathers, closing the sea over .
Whoever hears that bird will lose memory then.
Nobody count diamonds in the stone caverns yet.
Nobody count pearls in the midday sea no purpose
At faraway wonder India.
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Author:
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- Category: Fable
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