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My black Hair and Jacket

My black Hair and Jacket
Underneath my black hair  I saw the face of unknown land When a body of searching of self  To wear the black jacket The black colour will be a remembrance If this dark world is impermanence And darkness is impermanence And black colour is also impermanence
When my black hair will turn into white as snow And my jacket will disappear its colour Meantime, I silently go with my barefoot And leave you a trace of memory.