Tomorrow is chamber of sadness griefing for today,
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When the prophets break so unfeelingly the ray of my luck.
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And I my hand rear to you kissed by pain,
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To forever take down from mute mouth the bitter fruit of my wailing.
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I interweaved by aure of despair,
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I judge that the joy is only punishment for me,
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Only load of other disappointment,
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Which I can't already bear anymore.
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Also sorrow me dresses, dresses me in his tearful clothing.
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On this distressful way, on which is obvious to pity.
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I, on crossway of joy and sadness, my mind search,
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If the pleasure sheer fief is and the kingdom is the sorrow?!
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I interweaved by aure of despair,
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I judge, that the joy is only punishment for me,
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Only load of other disappointment,
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Which I can't already bear anymore.
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I pressed, in dreams pressed on my heart the gentlest flower.
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And I craved, how vainly craved, when in my soul the grief started to push.
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Oversad, oversad the song pitiless fate didn't stop to sing to me.
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Although the love in my heart abundantly blooms, here isn't why,
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Ah, here isn't why to enjoy!
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Damocles Gladius
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| Dissolving Of Prodigy |
