With a jar of wine I sit by the flowering trees. <br />I drink alone, and where are my friends? <br />Ah, the moon above looks down on me; <br />I call and lift my cup to his brightness. <br />And see, there goes my shadow before me. <br />Ho! We're a party of three, I say,— <br />Though the poor moon can't drink, <br />And my shadow but dances around me, <br />We're all friends to-night, <br />The drinker, the moon and the shadow. <br />Let our revelry be meet for the spring time! <br /> <br />I sing, the wild moon wanders the sky. <br />I dance, my shadow goes tumbling about. <br />While we're awake, let us join in carousal; <br />Only sweet drunkenness shall ever part us. <br />Let us pledge a friendship no mortals know, <br />And often hail each other at evening <br />Far across the vast and vaporous space!<br /><br />Li Po<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/three-with-the-moon-and-his-shadow/
