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The golden dawn of my life,
The golden dawn in my life,
Is it appearing another time?
Is it returning another time?
Countless pains, countless laments,
Countless pains, countless torments,
Countless shames— the gloom is rent.
Countless shames— the gloom is rent.


So many eves, so many morns,
So many eves, so many morns,
So many fall and spring nights,
So many nights, both spring and autumn,
So many hopes and expectations—
So much hope and expectation–
Swept away on a stream of tears.
Upon tears they've floated off.


The morning sun lights up the eastern sky.
Morning's sun beams on the eastern heavens,
The air is suffused with flower fragrance.
The wind rises on fragrance of flowers;
In the new joy of the new year,
With the new year, with a new happiness,
All memories of affliction dissipate.
Memories of affliction, they all vanish.
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