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报告翻译问题
Here i stand beneath
the warm and soothing [C∪M]
The droplets falling
gently down on the terrain
Wash away the sorrow
all the stains of [C∪M]
But there's no memory
it's only [C∪M] inside
In the [C∪M] and sinking deeper
Into a peaceful life
and it will come
like a flood of [C∪M]
Pouring down on me
And it will not let up
until the [C∪M] is here
And it will [C∪M]!
through the darkest day!
In the final hour!
And it will never rest
until the [C∪M] are clear!
Until it finds my [C∪M] have disappeared!
"Later..."- Medic 2011