Cut off my memory part,
So I am ready to start.
O boy, the past hath no delight,
And lying forward is that we're all going to die.

The intruders may come whilst sleeping,
But not when the night sky in your eyes is dazzling.

So drown yourself on a bright cloudy day,
Greeting the sun that's burning another heaven,
And may your enemies lose their faith.


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