Charming sun shines brightly like butter,
Ways of youth are in its core;
The stages of a day in the times of our life,
Are forces, sudden forces of a nighttime.
This burning star sizzles the mastered mind,
Imploring us to change our instincts even.
Charm that dweller of the hut of bricks,
Charm his soul by the sun above his dominion.
His faults are endless, they surprise me,
Yet the stars at night flicker like fireflies,
Internal regions of the heart are artful.
Let the charm of a person be a sanctuary,
In the deeds of the young heart are sacred stars.
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