Imagine, mother, that you are to stay at home
and I am to travel into strange lands.
Imagine that my boat is ready at the landing
fully laden.
Now think well, mother, before you say what I shall
bring for you when I come back.
Mother, do you want heaps and heaps of gold?
There, by the banks of golden streams,
fields are full of golden harvest.
And in the shade of the forest path the golden
champa flowers drop on the ground.
I will gather them all for you in many hundred
baskets.
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