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Show me this meadow with flowers.
Show me these same people
looking happy and cheerful.
I can't see gravediggers anymore.
I don't want to see graves anymore.
I'd rather jump down the precipice
or get drowned, only not to see this.
I don't want to look back.
I don't want to see this world.
Where shall I go? Where?
If You strike me with a lightning,
Lord, before You I'm standing,
With my hands true to the good,
With my soul, never bending.
No hardship will ever break me,
I abhor filth and decay.
Even if I get a sea of misfortune,
Faith in the truth will never die!
The End


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