To prevent the outburst realizes me,
Into the submission of powerful substance;
One day cries after another night in ruins,
Fortresses of bricks laid again and again adjust.
One cries further than the truth tonight,
And I lie in this sleep for the greatest tragedy.
Dynamic and restful is my enterprise,
Fulfilling my soul's endeavor one more time.
The lies concerning my existence are few,
Yet time has a tie to wear and a shoe to tread.
Once the sole complete rule has been obeyed
We will launch our armies at the troops on the other side.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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