One by one the days are running out
I am so weak and defeated
One day I will travel to the west,
Deep darkness will descend at the end of the day.
How many times have I asked you to come one day someday
You rejected me with some excuses
Today I'm frozen in front of you even though I didn't call,
This is the failed life in which nothing happens.
When someone is born, the festival is full of joy
I am a guest in this joke of the country
The festival will be noisy in the celebration of death
One day all forget and history will come to an end.
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