When heaven is detached
The soul wanders far away
On its own net sleeps blindly
in the darkness hour of its lifespan
Today as the wind blows smoothly
No worries ever in his mind
For nothing he seeks than the pleasure
Vibrating the senses, fulfilling his allurements
When heaven is detached
Here gone the guilt
Normality is the answer of every moment
The death of God-created human being
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