Traveller

This is the song

Which I have been singing,

Seeing myself, the one who has no place to go and stay.

Heaven! Please let me find righteous people today.

And please let them cause a new world to come into being.

   

A man who finds a righteous man

 

I was not a man among a devil’s people,

But I was the king of good men.

I came through the lonely time by myself,

I am wandering and looking for a (lover)’Nim’.

 

 

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The work that creates the new world

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Turning round and round is the meaning of creation.

The earth splits and the waterway overturns,

The meaning of which makes the world exist.

The only thing that a man with his eyes open can do is to worry,

How deep the dreams of the blind are!

  

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Conscience

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I am not guilty,

however,

Whose is this mind which is so fearful?

When I pray

With a beautiful meaning,

How unkind the world is!

Having born his cross

Up Golgotha Hill,

An innocent man!

I envied you.

I am bearing a big burden,

So I can not desert ordeals yet,

My desolate mind is far and far,

But who in the world has known me

In an impatient time?

  

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Ownerless treasure

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There is nobody who knows my lonely mind,

There is nowhere my steps can go to, as the day dawns.

Knowing the greatest treasure of the world,

I am waiting and looking for its owners, only to fail to find them.