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My Mother Is Dead ( Translation in English )
They have killed my mother at the door of my room She died and saved me. Later, at dead of night, I was with Bersi, when suddenly a bright glow flickers and lights were ahead of me the dark street! I looked - My childhood home was on fire! I was alone! surrounded by nothingness! Hunger and misery deprivation, danger! I fell ill, and Bersi, so good and pure made a market of her beauty for my sake - I bring misfortune to all who care for me! It was then, in my grief, that love came to me. A voice full of harmony says, "You must live, I am life itself! Your heaven is in my eyes! You are not alone. I shall collect all your tears I will walk with you and support you! Smile and hope! I am Love! Are you surrounded by blood and mire? I am Divine! I am Oblivion! I am the God who saves the World I descend from Heaven and make this Earth A paradise! Ah! I am love, love, love." And the angel approaches with a kiss, and in that kiss is death - The dying body is my body. So take it. I have already died like that!
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