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Did you lose what won't return?
Did you love but never learn?
The fire's out but still it burns
And no one cares, there's no one there
Did you find it hard to breathe?
Did you cry so much that you could barely see?
You're in the darkness all alone
And no one cares, there's no one there
But did you see the flares in the sky?




Have you managed to lose what is already gone?
Loved, but was never able to learn from their mistakes?
The fire fizzled out in pain, but still burned,
And no one cares, no one is around.
If you were in so much pain that it became hard to breathe?
If you cried so much that eyes have barely seen?
You're in the darkness all alone,
And no one cares, no one is around.
But did you see the lights of the flares across the sky?

How can I then return in happy plight
That am debarred the benefit of rest?
When day's oppression is not eased by night,
But day by night and night by day oppressed;
And each (though enemies to either's reign)
Do in consent shake hands to torture me,
The one by toil, the other to complain
How far I toil, still farther off from thee.
I tell the day to please him thou art bright,
And dost him grace when clouds do blot the heaven;
So flatter I the swart-complexioned night,
When sparkling stars twire not thou gild'st the even:
But day doth daily draw my sorrows longer,
And night doth nightly make griefs' strength seem stronger.




How can I overcome fatigue,
When I am deprived of goodness alone?
The stress of the day makes night,
And the night as day, and tormented me with a longing.
Day and night - the enemies to each other -
Like shake hands.
I labor the day, rejected by fate,
And do not sleep at night, grust apart.
To afford positioning the dawn,
I compared to thee a fine day
And dark night sent hi,
Having said that, stars like you.
But the harder my next day,
And darker coming of night the shade.