No songs -
No celebration-
Or extensive preparation
Simple boat will be floating
In plain river water-
Goalless-
Such as the life in addiction.
The twine of the thread of desire -
Open one by one straight-
Becomes a thin rope
No more lumps
Excessive, intense arrangement.
There is no
New preparations-
Float in the water
Ballads composed of life-
The law of eternal nature.
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