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The ways of the world have changed
The tune is new
The instruments have changed
Free your mind from mental slavery
Make your youth teachers of the old
Make the same arrow pierce the heart
Awaken the desire in our hearts
Bestow upon them my passion and my vision
Pour me the wine which burns the veil
For the season of the rose does not come everyday
That wine which reveals the essence of life
That wine which intoxicates the universe