Yesterday, today and tomorrow are entwined with a single garland,
The journey is a natural continuation,
The soul remains the same,
Though the appearance is different in different situations.
Time does not look back,
It flows with pomp and grandeur like a free~flowing river,
Bearing all the clay of the civilization;
The basic ingredients that constitute the important times remain unchanged,
But we misinterpret them with their false pretense.
Judge it carefully and wisely and see the truth in it,
Yesterday, today and tomorrow are strictly inseparable,
Change of colour can not conceal this fact.
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