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In Your name, in Your song, | In Your name, in Your song, | ||
Engrossed have I become. | |||
A darkward-traveling pilgrim | |||
Has | Has obtained the lightstream. | ||
Drunken wind with strings deceptive, | |||
Even should she want to bind me, | |||
Smiling sweetly, to her I'll say: | |||
"I | "I've pulverized that stone-jail." | ||
All | All alive are worthy of esteem; | ||
Receive my humble greetings. | |||
All | All with a mind are one of a kind; | ||
Please do accept these respects mine. | |||
I had arrived with movement's penchant, | |||
I | Just like honey in a flowerbud. | ||
Now, with enchanting name's invitation, | |||
I have been released from bondage. | |||
</poem> | </poem> | ||
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