Li Po - Drinking in the Mountains

Mountain flowers open in our faces. <br />You and I are triply lost in wine. <br />I’m drunk, my friend, sleepy. Rise and go. <br />With your dawn lute, return, if you wish, and stay.<br /><br />Li Po<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/drinking-in-the-mountains/