For the wise, like the fool, will not be long remembered;
the days have already come when both have been forgotten.
Like the fool, the wise too must die!
the days have already come when both have been forgotten.
Like the fool, the wise too must die!
Every time I search for Poland, it always shows a group of Bantu people.
What if some day or night a demon were to steal after you into your loneliest loneliness, and say to you, "This life as you now live it and have lived it, you will have to live once more and innumerable times more; and there will be nothing new in it, but every pain and every joy and every thought and sigh and everything unutterably small or great in your life will have to return to you, all in the same succession and sequence" ... Would you not throw yourself down and gnash your teeth and curse the demon who spoke thus? Or have you once experienced a tremendous moment when you would have answered him: "You are a god and never have I heard anything more divine."
I love you more than words can say,
A guiding light, a moonlit ray.
Your soul outshines the midnight sky,
A brilliance time can’t chase nor die.
No matter how you see your face,
Your beauty lies in heart’s embrace.
Within you glows a spark so bright,
A fire that warms the coldest night.
So do not dim, don’t fade, don’t fall,
Outshine the stars, outshine them all.
Let your light burn, fierce and free,
A cosmic flame, eternally.
A guiding light, a moonlit ray.
Your soul outshines the midnight sky,
A brilliance time can’t chase nor die.
No matter how you see your face,
Your beauty lies in heart’s embrace.
Within you glows a spark so bright,
A fire that warms the coldest night.
So do not dim, don’t fade, don’t fall,
Outshine the stars, outshine them all.
Let your light burn, fierce and free,
A cosmic flame, eternally.