Return Riding Dragon
Someday I will open the door of the labyrinth of stars,
make the smile of the kingdom of heaven stun the garden of the world.
Oh, sad and happy! The obsolete plots have lost poetry like the duplicate crown.
When the gold is transparent in flames, the solemn flower of the king blooms
you'll hear prehistoric songs that have been forgotten for too long
Oh, that past ever thee, the giant who knows hardly sorrow return riding dragon
from the top of massive tower of gold beyond the sky.
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