Song of the Musician

What evening is this, I wonder?

I pole my boat through the midstream reeds. What day is this, I wonder?

I get to share a boat with my prince.

He honors me with his favor, though I am ashamed and afraid of ridicule.

My heart is restless, yet I cannot turn away, now that I have met my prince.

In the mountains, a tree stands with branches; my heart loves you, but you do not know.”