Drinking Song
"Drinking" is already a symbol of love
The soil drinks in the dew of heaven.
The trees drink sorely of the moist earth.
The ocean drinks sorely of the wine of the streams
And then it is transferred to the sun.
The sun itself is not stingy.
Let the moon drink the sunshine to its heart's content.
Nature is greedy, and so am I.
Why do you throw away the cup from my lips?
Drink from my cup, beloved! Live my life.
Young by my youth! One heart, one heart.
Wear a crown of flowers together, and share a piece of love.
Be mad with me, be wise with me.
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Goldman Shyann
I can't stand the thought of my life fading so quickly when I'm not alive
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I long for a world in which such truthfulness is commonplace. For now, it is exceptional. Thanks for sharing.