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Folk Songs of Northern Dynasites:

Song of Mulan (Tr. X.Y.Z

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Alack, alas! Alack alas!

She weaves and sees the shuttle pass.

You cannot hear the shuttle, why?

Its whir is drowned in her deep sigh.

Oh, what are you thinking about?

Will you tell us? Will you speak out?

I have no worry on my mind,

Nor have I grief of any kind.

I read the battle roll last night,

The Khan has ordered men to fight.

The roll was written in twelve books,

My fathers name was in the nooks.

My father has no grown-up son,

For elder brother I have none.

Ill buy a horse of hardy race,

And serve in my old fathers place.

She buys at the fair east and west

A steed with saddle fitting best;

She buys a long whip north and south

And metal bit for the horses mouth.

At dawn she leaves her parents by the city wall,

At dusk she reaches Yellow River shore.

All night she listens for old folks familiar call,

But only hears the Yellow Rivers roar.

At dawn she leaves the Yellow River shore,

To Mountains Black she goes her way.

At night she hears old folks familiar voice no more,

But only on north mountains Tartar horses neigh.

For miles and miles the army march along,

And cross the mountain barriers as in flight.

The northern wind has chilled the watchmens gong,

Their coat of mail glistens in wintry light.

In ten years theyve lost many captains strong,

But battle-hardened warriors come back in delight.

Back, they have their audience with the Khan in the hall,

Honors and gifts are lavished on them with grace.

The Khan asks her what she wants after all,

A camel fleet to carry me to my native place.

Hearing that she has come, and leaning on each other,

Her parents come to meet her at the city gate.

Her sister rouges her face and her younger brother,

Sharpening knife, kills pig and sheep to celebrate.

She opens the doors east and west

And sit on her bed for a rest.

She doffs her garb worn under fire

And wears again female attire.

Before the window she arranges her hair

And in the mirror sees her image fair.

Then she comes out to see her former mate,

Who stares at her in amazement great:

We have marched together for twelve years,

But did not know there was a lassmid our compeers!

Both buck and doe have lilting gait

And both their eyelids palpitate.

When side by side two rabbits go,

Who can tell the buck from the doe?

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