There was a country far off the sea
I heard it when I was young
Mom said it's called Tang.
I once dreamed a poet called Lee
But I didn't know how to read so I travel to find him.
see the little trip light in the rain.
Far far away from hometown
that's afraid that was too young.
Ah.....the kids reading in morning
Ah.....the bell tower rings
Ah.....the monks smile to me
They said there's a man called Lee
He too fond of poetry with his friends that fragrance on the ground.
And also wine beyond cities by the road mooch in the rain.
He said that may my main chance
that I believe the boy would be found.
Ah.....I see great buildings
Ah.....In the poets drink and sing
Ah......Flowers bloom around me
Ah.....I see Buddha touching the ceiling
Ah.....I see Emperor through the street
Ah.....I pass the lantern
Ah.....I light up poem on my skin
I saw man wear white in the rain
just like the poet in my dream.
He took wine and read a poem
Just like the lyrics of this song.
A poet written for the Tang.