Let me sleep without a sound,
Let me sleep inside this ground.
May the daylight cease to shine,
Like the wilting of the vines,
And the stillness of each sigh,
As the earth and moon pass by.
All the universe retreats,
As if hearts had never beat.
And our eyes had never seen,
Sky, nor sun, nor stars, nor seas.
For the moment was too fast,
For a reason that it last.
Let us sleep within this place,
For we pass...without a trace.
It's difficult for us to know what will be thought of us when we are gone. But always try to leave a good impression with those we meet, as we pass by.
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