Through the burning desert, unto the ends of the earth,
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distantly, distantly, a lonely wandering journey --
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strangely trembling, I chase after
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the blue moon far in the distance.
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That smile which extends toward the night sky and its swirling sands --
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Behold; the you from that day is an illusion of the wave of a hand.
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*Where are you, with those eyes that call out to me?
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Under this corner of the sky, we both gaze upon the same moon.
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Surely, I'll keep waiting for you.
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Wearing a dress of gold and silver,
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the stars dance an arabesque again tonight.
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Later on, behold the continuation of the dream
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on a night as long as one or a thousand nights.
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Without seeing either the grass or the trees, I embrace the great earth, and
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the wind of that dry night sings a lullaby.
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Where are you? If I turn around, alone,
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the future not marked on any map softly takes my breath away.
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I'll keep waiting for the dawn.
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My heart overflows with the words I want to speak.
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I stretch out these wings; I want to reach it soon.
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