A soundless birdsong
I am a speechless bird
Only silence, nothing's heard,
In my meaningless flight
No more hope I can find
Trees are no longer fun
And the moor seems dull
Undone, a gray expanse
A vast canvas of rustling leaves

Yet, within this boundless land
My mind's at ease, peace
The celadon sky's broad
My wings, full of dust
Life has brought all
To this vermillion fall
Life's just enough
Even if I'm gone

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