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Look at this marvelous garden washed by warm rays of the sun. |
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Once I had roamed here until my power hasn't gone. |
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Formerly I had been free, |
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I had been able to fly like the beautiful swans. |
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But once I have fallen and lost my wings, and now |
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I'm doomed to stay here forever. |
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My soul is the roaming star of dawn, the blackened sun of life. |
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I walked on the |
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Earth and |
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I went around it and |
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I found nothing to console me. |
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He pushes us in oblivion and death and in our lust we cannot notice it. |
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We see us standing in the flowering meadows as we stand deep in blood. |
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I walk and look upon the |
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Earth with my darkened bleeding soul. |
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In the sad beauty of sunset my spirit goes alone without forgiveness but full of pride. |