But the great hailstones and flooding rain came in;
And like a sign and a proverb to the wise and the fool!
But my sweet mind will lead me always on this road.
Your life is like the bending stems from a grapevine,
but your birth and your nativity are in the land of Peace and Love;
However, you’ve entrap human lives like the singing birds up high on the trees.

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