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| A Little bit of Life |
| The surrounding sorrow is life, the spreading happiness is life
falling tears is life, breaking laughter is life
in this life there is only but a little life
there is falling rain, there is a fierce storm
there is scorching sun and there is a cool shadow
the silence of the night, the fragrance of the day
the sweet smell, the breeze wandering in its search
in this life there is only but a little life
there is hurting smoke, there are soothing clouds
there is a waiting crane, there is a running deer
dry, green, single, group of trees, moving and still leaves are there
there is a piercing cold, there is a burning desire
in this life there is only but a little life
there are falling waves and there is rising tide
falling, running, still and running water is there
sometimes silent, at time the calling mountains
the free laughter, the hidden sorrow
in this life there is only but a little life. |
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