In the realm where dragons breathe smoke,
By jade rivers and peaks of jade broke,
Through merchant's display, homes do choke,
Beseech thee, make bold the pace of folk.

O'er Dnipro's stream, the brave take flight,
In Ukraine's grasp, glimpse the light,
As chessmen move in silent knight,
Rekindle the counter flame's might.

From North's craggy hold springs a lark,
On streets of want, struck its mark,
To southern beat, found its bark,
In the chase for starlight's spark.

by Guillemette de Ventadour

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