Someday darkness will conceal the light,
the torrential downfall will confront the bootless fight,
when blows of failures may subjugate your hopes,
then rise from ashes but you, stop not.
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Wind was hot and lonely was day,
walking patiently on my way,
I came by a Patli tree,
staring on me smilingly said he.
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Soothing was wind but waves were fast,
I still remember though few days have passed,
a lonely girl who was near the sea,
accompanying her were silence and me,
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Death, with it, brings silence,
the silence which conceals the voice of life,
the same voice in which dreams revertebrated,
so, with arriving death dreams die.
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