Falling Star
Enmity of mortal time,
Moments kill life by bits.
Life is but a moments prey.
Heaps of hopes; waves of dreams;
At length fall in abyss of death.
All the strives are bound to end;
All the dreams will shatter once.
What is there behind the bar?
Ask it from the falling star.
Moments kill life by bits.
Life is but a moments prey.
Heaps of hopes; waves of dreams;
At length fall in abyss of death.
All the strives are bound to end;
All the dreams will shatter once.
What is there behind the bar?
Ask it from the falling star.
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