O fortune, where can I come and buy you?
Here, where they believe only joy exists,
I find nothing
But the same dress, same bliss and same bias.
But, I want to go to that place
Where you shine all different.
Smart lady, cast your rays upon me for some days,
Just to know you and only you.
And your various muses
Will give me the times
That I could keep all life,
And its memories will be
Like the thousand stars that shine every night,
With the pleasant dreams of that good morn.
expectations the reason for dissatisfaction?
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