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At core of heart, on hours silent, | |||
Who is calling through song lyrics? | |||
He says | He says: "Come... come, take a seat by My side; | ||
Why | Why do you keep far away at this late time?" | ||
Gone are | "Gone are many colored dawns | ||
And | And many high-upsurging nightfalls; | ||
Why | Why came you not, why sat you not... | ||
To One inviting you, why gave no response?" | |||
Oh | Oh Lord Gone Far, with such a magic | ||
To bind me now with a strand of flowers, | |||
After so long, to me | After so long, to me was owed a great debt; | ||
I | This Your floral garland I'll wear around the neck. | ||
</poem> | </poem> | ||
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