I walk without flinching through the burning cathedral of the summer. My bank of wild grass is majestic and full of music. It is a fire that solitude presses against my lips.
我毫不畏惧地走过燃烧着的夏日大教堂。我的野草银行是宏伟的和充满音乐。它是孤独压在我唇上的火焰。
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