I came here a wanderer <br />thinking of home, <br />remembering my far away Ch'ang-an. <br />And then, from deep in Yellow Crane Pavillion, <br />I heard a beautiful bamboo flute <br />play "Falling Plum Blossoms." <br />It was late spring in a city by the river. <br /> <br /> Li T'ai-po <br /> tr. Hamil<br /><br />Li Po<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/listening-to-a-flute-in-yellow-crane-pavillion/
