A blessed night has arrived,
The black sky is darker than ever,
The correct blowing of the stars is upon us.
Their heat is of light to us,
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A hated feeling
Full of work and anger, so happiness
Does exit and refuse all help
For I am fed by desire.
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Soft feelings are surprising when the hardness,
Heaven feeds us while we sleep, the creeping up.
When do special dreams enter the world of sleep?
Some of us sleep, then dine in our thoughts
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Under this ocean of worry is an anxious moment,
With bubbles and water too buried.
This life of the sea crazes us if we jump,
I see and hear the wise moments when I enter.
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She looked at me, murdered me, roared at me;
It was clear, but she was rather reluctant to repeat.
I was glad to see her after the night,
Her development gained after the dawn.
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I can not care of life itself enough,
But love is in the air, forever there,
Like balls that roll and keep us anywhere,
We love the being of those balls that bluff.
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The day is founded on relishes,
The night causes special natures.
Openly, the gusts of wind bury the day with the night,
And all of nature flows with mild pain;
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Today is a man of quests and actions,
Words do span the generations,
Deeds have taken their doing in this age,
But this man carries a burden of work
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