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The inclination will become naught |
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When a justifiable longing is accorded to it |
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Within the magnitude of the object |
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For the gain of an everlasting truth |
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Amalgamation will be scorned by both |
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When there is a whisper of faith |
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Within the halls of eternity |
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For a wish of silence in the black eclipse |
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Light and vision, day and night, will break free |
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A night like day and a day like night embrace us all |
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Our wishes find their final resting place in us |
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A moonlit night touches our inner being |
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...And makes a shudder run through our flesh |
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A night like day and a day like night embrace us all |
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Our wishes find their final place |
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When our mind disappears into a sudden |
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Shuddering movement and leaves behind in his soul |
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A painful longing for its survival |
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Light and vision, day and night, will break free |