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Red cliffs and emerald canyons
enfold us like a painted screen.
Stop the boat, stop the boat!
What does it matter
if I catch any fish or not?
Chigukch'ong chigukch'ong osawa.
In an empty boat, with straw cape and hat,
I sit and my heart beats fast.
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