And along with the passage of time
In the midst of deep feelings
You move forward full of hope
Lulling the grand soul
You laugh embracing sorrow
Telling stories, shining in your own fame
Which you never heed
And the delivery within the soul
Trained by the strokes of a king
You keep chasing hope
Doubting the grand soul
You laugh embracing sorrow
Telling stories, shining in your own fame
Which you never heed
You are a jasmine in the thorny wilderness
Waving a tale that will keep proclaiming
The bright light of the world
And along with the passage of time
In the midst of deep feelings
You move forward full of hope
Lulling the grand soul
You laugh embracing sorrow
Telling stories, shining in your own fame
Which you never heed
You are a jasmine in the thorny wilderness
Waving a tale that will keep proclaiming
The bright light of the world

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