Silence!
Here sleeps my brother.
Don't stand by him
With a pale face and a sad heart,
For, he is a laughter!
Don't cover his body with flowers.
What's the use of adding flowers to a flower?
If you can,
Bury him in your heart.
You will find
At the twitterings of the bird of the heart
Your sleep soul has woken up.
If you can,
Shed some tears,
And-
All the blood of your body.
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