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Last night, the bird of complaint sang a song:
“I sing to reveal that it is for love I long.”
Today, ocean waves caress my aching face-
My tears of pain are washed without a trace.
Only the infinity I touch can give me comfort.
(Blue sky, your void is nothing but pure hurt!)
The melody of the breaking heart inspires drink.
Only by the grace of wine, do we cease to think.
The tang of your surf slaps me awake, to cry:
O God, death by drowning is the way to die!
All my pain is heard in the ocean’s mighty roar.
What we love rises and crashes more and more.
Bolbol, sing again your song full of despair.
Darvish’s life chokes and gasps beyond all care!
