I want to praise the one who dance between heaven and earth, surrounded by
bluish mists, the dance of the seven thousand veils,
She smiles as the little child who sleeps and the 'innocent
sleep dreaming of' pure soul. I want to sing the All-Bella
and All-Good, the Cinderella from small feet and small
lovely head, the own sister of 'Innocence: She
- that - not - know.
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