Always with us
Always in black
Always in tears
When will your breasts run dry
and
Silhouettes go to sleep?
The sun has refused to shine again
Stars have fallen away
yet shadows appear at night
Mothers spear their hearts
Twenty and hundred years
Now just two moons
Laughter and smiles have dazzled away
Vanity and vein we labour
Our bourns you have consumed with your thunderbolt
Where we live deaf and dumb
Come,
Our hope has arrived
The little star rising from the East
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