Yours is allotted to you, the spotlights are shining - dance
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This is where any story eventually comes to an end.
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Moments, numbers, dates - all the details under a magnifying glass
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Since childhood, we have been looking at the sky dome
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Whose light is this inside? |
What is the most juice here?
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The All-Encompassing Father Watches From Heavenly Heights
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Earthly life is like a stage of the great Path
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The blue planet-ark is holding its course, flying!
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Going around the mountain ranges you will see a lot
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An unknown voice let you in search of God
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Lightning flashes here, like a heavenly staff
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Here they cut off the heads of soldiers on videotapes
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Here they take away life, so, with a light hand
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February drafts fly here in maternity hospitals
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As if someone invisibly pulls the reins
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You will find out what and why, friend, but only later
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Marches through winter and marches through summer
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To look deeper than the surface of objects
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The body will eventually wear out, the spirit will fill with juice
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And you will move on, leaving the bodily cocoon
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I open my eyes in an unknown impulse
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I observe my city in a different way - and this is the first time!
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At the stops of creatures, as if not people,
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And the repositories of deeds, trails of luminous destinies
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One has only to think or at least take
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Thought is carried away by a billion vibrations
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Invisible path, dear colorless threads
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She will return one day in the form of people and events
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This is how we build our world, create it yourself
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And you will see that there are miracles under the layer of everyday life
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Spiritual archeology, ancient word
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The planet, having thrown off its leaves, is entering a hypernova!
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The path through the centuries winded an invisible path
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Why am I here and who was I before I was born?
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Where does this knowledge come from and who dictates the meaning?
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Where does the route lead and by whom was it written?
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Generational hoarfrost will settle on the stairs of time
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Through the mist of mystery, the son continued in the son
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Digital recording preserves spoken language
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Distant ancestor, I hear and feel you! |