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TIBETAN LYRICS
Like a hunting dog, my friend,
You are always hungry, hoping for me.
The weather is good today:
Vanish to the distant jungle.
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Yesterday I did not offer you tea,
Today I ask you not to be angry;
Tomorrow, if the weather is good,
Together we will go to battle.
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This black stallion of mine:
If you ride it to the plain, it is like the shadow of a bird;
If you ride it to the mountain, it is like a flame;
If you ride it to the water, it is like a fish;
If you ride it to the sky, it is like a white cloud.
When ornamented with a saddle, it is like a king
setting out to battle.
This is an excellent great horse
Out of delight and respect, I offer it to you.
1976
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