The town burns into a heated wasteland,
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as the wind carries to me my destiny.
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No one seems to know the reason.
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Where should I, starting afresh, go next?
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The mirages waver continuously,
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while only dried winds sweep across.
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I've become tired of looking at others' rusty glances.
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What should I, starting afresh, search for?
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No one seems to know the reason.
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The wind will surely deliver it to me.
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I don't know either, and I need no reason.
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I will walk together with the wind.
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As the wind precipitates onto the smoldering ground,
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just where are my laws and rules?
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I pay no attention to my closed lips,
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since the wind will surely find the laws for me.
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I don't know, and I need no reason.
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I will walk together with the wind.
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No one seems to know the reason.
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The wind will surely deliver it to me.
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I don't know either, and I need no reason.
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I will walk together with the wind.
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