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The day hides its face:
The fields were covered by a gloomy night;
A shadow has ascended the mountains of Chorna;
The rays bent away from us;
An abyss has opened, full of stars;
There are no numbers for the stars, the abyss has no bottom.
A grain of sand like in the waves of the sea,
How small is the spark in the eternal ice,
As in a strong whirlwind of thin dust,
In a fire as fierce as a feather,
So I am deepened in this abyss
, I am lost, I am tired of thinking!
The mouth of the wise tells us:
There are a lot of different lights there;
Countless suns are burning there,
The peoples there and the circle of ages:
For the common glory of the Deity
The power of nature is equal there.
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