Being a man of wisdom, you ignore me;
When you're playing a fool, I ignore you!
In order to be neither stupid nor wise,
From now on, let’s cease to talk, for a while.
With the night I sing at the bright moon;
With dawn I dance amid the white clouds. . .
But how can I manage to keep my cool
And sit tight with my sparse hair
Volitated in the chilly air of the frozen time!
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