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in a day lost hope in life
My waves of suffering have thrown me into the maze of time to the deepest depths
And the winds of cruelty increased in her whirlwind, and I divided me into the sea of darkness
And I am related to a poor boat without a lifeline
She broke my sails and started to play me as she wanted
Termini on the right and north with a rope-shaped doll
Lily dark darkness blocking the light of the moon and became stars without shine
And a black spring that violated all colors without flowers and no birds delight the place
I resisted even my body and came before the silence of rocks and mountains
Who takes my hand and takes me out of the depths of sorrow and relieves my pain
And it turns from me through the expressions of burning sorrows and extinguishes its flames on my cheeks
To provoke a terrifying nightmare for the misinterpretation of every interpreter of dreams
Do not forget and do not rejoice by proof, then teach it all to the Beneficent
It is the mold of hearts and changer of situations and time of the case
