On the dark road of life
I feel successis
lit like a lamp with the dynamo of a bicycle
So long as
my legs rise and fall
pushing the pedal s
speeding on
the lamp-lit-path falls beneath me
But as soon as I tire
and my feet slow to a halt
in front of me jumps darkness
barking
translated by Wayne Amtzis
I feel successis
lit like a lamp with the dynamo of a bicycle
So long as
my legs rise and fall
pushing the pedal s
speeding on
the lamp-lit-path falls beneath me
But as soon as I tire
and my feet slow to a halt
in front of me jumps darkness
barking
translated by Wayne Amtzis
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