Answer knowing that I will not cry out even if the pain of crushing bones I am the stone that rolls down the mountain No one will be born for the beating but fate is that the rolling stone is far away

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Know I won't cry

Even the pain of crushing bones

I am the stone

The stone that rolled down the mountain

No one is born for pounding

But fate is the falling stone

The mountains are far away in the towering clouds

And I rolled down the rolling hills of the city