My Worship of Sorrow will be over

"When birds return to the nest

In the shadow of the evening,

When the bell of evening worship is rung in the evening

Then this life will lit up its last flame-offer

And my worship of sorrow will be over.

And my worship of sorrow will be over"

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"So many words of my so many days

So many yearnings in so many ways

My mind is full of these things now-a-days!

When in the sacrificial fire

They will burn like the stars

And they will rush towards the sky ignoring barriers

Then my arrangement will match sunset’s color

And my worship of sorrow will be over"

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