What do you think about,my friend,
What do you think about..?
D'you think of any different land
With pain and evil out...
D'you think of being,safe from care,
With all the beings rooted
By legs, hands, wings...by looks and air
In kindliness and beauty..?
Of far away d'you think from strife,
From disregard whatever...
D'you think of but the place for life,
My friend, the scenery for life
As light and thin as heaven..?
D'you sky the untrod land,my friend,
Or, beaten by the nasty,
Since childhood facing stars, afraid
Of sapphire-ruby lustre..?
what do you think about, my friend
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