One day your curtains will come down
And mark the end of your play.
From then shall begin a new dawn,
Where night doesn't fall throughout the day.
Try then, that you leave alive,
Good image, character and memories
Of remarkable deeds that many can retrieve
From the dusty books of old stories.
Let anguish or fear poison you not,
All mortals share one common destiny.
Your heart, wealth and all you've got,
Dedicate to God for an everlasting harmony.
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