Arrow of life,
You are my sorrow! !
Dark as the night,
Nowhere to park;
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Illegal lust!
The world is so with your soul;
For, you've embraced negative acts.
Race, embrace!
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Speedy to the plunder,
Swift to the spoil;
The lion will eat straw like the ox.
A tumultuous noise,
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Your life,
Full of sorrow!
Full of grief,
But, to everything,
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Son of my sorrow!
Why do you have to cry?
For a woman gave you to me at the entrance of her well;
But, as a river ages, it wears away its banks by erosion.
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Sorrow to his grave,
Sorrow to her grave,
Because of the wickednes of war!
Destroying the land,
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Death and mourning;
But, here is the mind which has wisdom! !
For, the seven heads are the seven mountains on which the woman sits.
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The roaring of the lion,
The roaring of the sea,
Distress!
Darkness and sorrow,
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Chain, strain, stain!
Immense pain and sorrow,
Rain! !
No gain;
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Blood! !
Flood;
With no food around,
All in the name of war.
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Oh, how the mighty one has fallen!
In scarlet and in luxury but more than pains,
In the City called Adam with no glory,
To the fields of swords and to the fields of sorrow with words!
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