Sleep is an immortal enemy
It catches you without knowing
Many times I have tried fighting him
Yet when I think I have succeeded
He creeps up behind and grabs me without knowing
No matter what I do in the end he would win
But yet knowing this I will never stop fighting
Sleep my eternal enemy
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I would like to translate this poem
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