I wish I had heaven's embroidered cloth with gold and silver light Those blue, gray and black cloths are light or dark I'll spread the cloth under your feet But poor I have only dreams I've spread my dreams under your feet Take it easy because that's my dream All mankind is a book When a man dies It's not a chapter torn from the book but translated into a better language Every chapter must be so translated God has hired a few Famous translators Some articles are translated by age Some by disease
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