The sun has set,
The young traveller is very upset,
He is impatient,
He can't wait,
He wants brilliant sunshine only,
But that's impossible,
He cried and cried,
Being tired and exhausted,
The inexperienced traveller falls asleep,
Then the bright sun appears
In his great dream,
It's dazzling and promising,
The young wayfarer becomes extremely pleased,
He sleeps with supreme peace and bliss.
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