MANCHURIA

If you do not want your heart

Burnt at a small flame

Like a spitted sheep,

Fly the love of women.

Fire burns what it touches,

But love burns from afar.

Folk Song of Manchuria.

It is hard for a man to tell

The hidden thought in his friend's heart,

And the thought in a man's own heart

Is a thing darker.

If you have seen a woman's heart

Bare to your eyes,

Go quickly away and never tell

What you have seen there.

Street Song of Manchuria.