Adieu! Our Guest Birds

Adieu, our guest birds, adieu! Adieu, till the next year! Next year when you'll bring the scriptures of your flight We would be waiting for you on the lake shore Earth would feel the return of love With the soft touch of your silk-soft feathers But verily till the next year The waters of the lake will have The uncouth growth of sedge Winds will carry the thick sediment of black dust and smog Sharp saws of new roads Would have cut down fields, grassy meadows and thick forests Into bits and scraps The hunting seasons will intensify their intrigues. Adieu! Our guest birds, Adieu! Till you visit us again the next year We'll celebrate the sorrow of your return.