| The man of the struggle
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| In his search for solace
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| He tries to focus on
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| And rest in the eye of the storm
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| He sees no future for himself
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| Only an endless, empty present
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| Which induces him to cry —
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| To cry out indignantly
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| About his terrible loneliness
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| About the cruelty of people
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| He cannot understand —
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| And tries to find shadows to hide his face
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| Sister memory is ever present with him, torturing him with the past
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| He calls to mind the best moments of his pleasant life
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| The horror of such a place
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| There seems to be no hope
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| The pain of losing everything he loves
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| No death that could relieve his suffering —
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| Nothing could relieve his suffering
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| The man of the struggle
|
| In his search for solace
|
| He tries to focus on
|
| And rest in the eye of the storm
|
| He sees no future for himself
|
| Only an endless, empty present
|
| Which induces him to cry —
|
| To cry out indignantly
|
| About his terrible loneliness
|
| About the cruelty of people
|
| He cannot understand —
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| And soon his journey will reach the end! |