Earth with her flowered shall heaven adorn.
Fire’s heat shall lose; frost on flame shall be born
Oh! Faith my faith if you shall ever break
My life will then become too much to take
Earth, Heaven, Fire, and Air the world the world transformed shall view
I shall prove false to faith or become a stinger to you
Once my hope on which still I live
Once there was joy now I grieve
Today I sconful, have despised
But, the own garden flowers have been well prized
Once known for there whiteness.
Today have lost all their brightness
I now proclaim all flesh to be grass
Coz all glories have to pass
How all pleasures are but pain
All the scares shall always remain
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