O, strange country!
An enemy, and not a lover
Your eyes are open at night
And your stars are distant

I don't know the people,
Or the buildings of this land
And I don't own an inch of their foundations,
Nor a single brick in their walls,
And my path is strange

A world comes and goes.
Who am I, and what is my place?
And what is the end of the story?
And what is it that has cast me away?
O strange path of mine!

Is it a world or a maze?
A circle that we spin around,
Morning and evening,
Ah! Around and around!
O, strange path of mine!

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