Through our life Who has never dreamed of burning And quietening down in the silence of ashes?
这生中我们谁不曾渴望，燃烧而后平息在殆尽的静寂里？
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As the sun neared its setting and the fading light became a soft purpling where horizon met sky, we settled down, with no need of words, listening to the quietening sounds of day.