I want to go away
Far, far away
Away from life
Away from this world
Away from all pain and worry.
But still I believe
There will be a morn.
The sun will rise and shine
And make it a golden day.
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I would like to translate this poem
I have discovered that whenever one runs away from one bad thing it is always replaced by another bad thing. This is because we are living in a karmic world. Science has now shown, however, that the future affects the past. Consider the consequences then.