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Eternity

Eternity leads to eternity, it’s the wound of time.
But in my country only the wind blows eternally.
 
From yesterday to today, it’s the same way,
The eternal way of always.
 
The Always has been ruined, the rocks are its witness.
Crumbled rock walls, gardens of yore now gone,
Trampled by the humans, with their strange wisdom.
Instead, their wisdom was clean, nobody taught it.
 
Made of life, made of death,
Made so, made of fate.
But the grass grows and the gardens die.
 
There is a garden here, I saw it, you were with me.
Cleaned out, then hoed, it has the colour of spring.
 
A garden made by our hands,
For the people and for tomorrow,
For tomorrow!
 
Eternity…