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On a stormy night, mid the passion of [[:wikipedia:Pandanus|screwpine]], | |||
Searching for a vanquished heart, You have arrived. | |||
Within unbroken darkness, time after time | |||
Your matchless ankle bells had chimed. | |||
Singlehandedly, all gloom You removed; | |||
Just one moon, You cast light upon sky-blue. | |||
The Lord of Shrines, You are everyone's companion, | |||
Fit to be received the same in everybody's heart. | |||
My accumulated weariness You withdrew right away, | |||
You | And in a trice You snatched from me all of my despair. | ||
Drawn by ebb-tide, I was drifting listlessly; | |||
You made flow the high-tide, oh my Dearest Darling. | |||
I was | |||
You | |||
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