Oh my gosh!!
Why are you crying? Why suffer?
The message of prayer on the stone chest of death fails.
Comes back tirelessly. Gone tomorrow is indifferent and fearless.
Don't you know that we are caught in the hands of tomorrow?
Understand so death brings another meaning to it;
In the dream of burning a bright flame that blinds the eye,
whose nectar wipes away all pains in the path of the sons of the nectar,
Starflower falls in the grass of the soil.
Monsieur also went on the path that Kalidas, Dante and Hemer invincible Rabindranath, Bedavas, Khayyam, Hafiz, Sukant-Milton-Shelley have patiently poured.
This peace is mine.
O cheerful mind.
Listen his immortal song.
People are all true.
In this truth I am immortal.
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