9 Mahler Symphony
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Because life after death -
Here - Is not life at all.
It is the second life and so on,
May be – the third.
We are parted with you
As easy as ill
Person leaves its sick body.
As David Virsavia would leave.
Why is it for them so difficult
not to sin?
If they saw earth from far away –
It is a plaything.
Leave and leave forever.
Leaving thus – you will never leave.
There are also islands
Beautiful words exist,
As in the ninth
Maler’s symphony.
Never thought that the music
Could this express –
Birth and the returning
As a thread?
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