
Separated
… As soon as you were born, you were separated from the reality, But only through sympathy do you leave your own …
… As soon as you were born, you were separated from the reality, But only through sympathy do you leave your own …
… Once you’re left alone in your distress, Trust the God in the sky. Admit it to the trees in the woods, …
… For him who always knows how to wither away, life is eternal birth. He who does not know how to wither …