Make a man a house of dogs and cats that run about
In felicity, children bask in the sun, stars enlighten himself.
His parents visit him in the night under moonlight,
Fixing the dinner of eternal love and like, hate and dislike,
Inside the sacrificial existence, neither word nor deed
Inflames himself, not one drop of wine has ended lamentation.
Make a house so grand in the eternal house, the grandest price,
The bricks of golden heartache, the roof of golden honey and will,
For he has disciplined himself, inside this world of doing and names.
My salary is his, he will deny anger, his will is emptier than winds of hot
Air, earth will surrender, the soil will shudder, forcing a particle of faith;
The faithful ones enter his mansion forever, to sing towards the east and west.
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