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Who are you | Who are you all alone, by the wayside standing, | ||
Your eyes full of tears, eyes full of tears? | |||
Who are you, gazing | Who are you all alone, gazing toward the heavens, | ||
Your arms lifted upward, arms lifted upward? | |||
What you wanted, you | What you've wanted, you don't get; | ||
What you | What you've gotten, you don't want. | ||
Your fervent, belly-yearnings are unsatisfied; | |||
The love | The love that filled your heart, it has gone dry. | ||
To everyone you have viewed, you have given love; | |||
From | From their side, you have received scorn. | ||
You have lost everything, and what have you | You have lost everything, and what have you accomplished? | ||
Your | Your store is but a song, the song with which your throat is filled. | ||
</poem> | </poem> | ||
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