(translated by oswald)
2.
After a huge fire
No more trees would there be on this highland
The man who sat on the ground
Had his head fallen down to his knees
Not a single noise he could make
The sun was still shining bright
That black dog lingering leisurely
The girl had moved herself up the sky
Shed down a patch of cloud
Tenderly wrapped the dismal mountain up
No wind
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