Classic Poem

Please bring a token home from each journey
Along with your worn-out feet, bring butterfly wings

I am writing the story of our companionship
If you can, please bring a noble word

I hope fidelity will not exhaust us
That we can renew this romance

That if in some enchanted place, you are captured
by a moonlit face, you will carve a likeness, bring it home

Your passion for travel takes you away from home
Please do not bring back regret like dust in your pockets

It is strange air that we all breathe
May your eyes fill when you come home

[Translated by Nukhbah Langah and Lavinia Greenlaw]