I heard their whispers;
The bride-like beads on your neck,
The beads on your ankles,
Those on your waists,
...
Do not be bothered by the barren burdens of
Your hocus-pocus horrible homily tonight, it is
A nitty night wonderfully wovened around
The charming spells of the radiant magical moon.
...
In our terrain;
The evening news is bitter, painful, Heartbreaking and tears bringing.
Each evening, we tune to hear;
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Born to save! ,
who shall open this seal?
silence engulf the land beyond,
who can go for us?
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A woman;
turns ill-fated man.
baffled! like the battle ground.
unsettled! like the waist-beads.
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At dawn;
They siege your abode at the west.
In the twinkle of an eye;
You see them at the east camping.
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The origin of creatures,
a generation unborn,
dwelling in the spirit world.
A fragile being in man's hand,
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The firmament dwellers,
that walk at night,
like moon;
that brightens the earth,
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