One night I had a vision of the future so bright;
there was a peaceful silence
and was pouring light
Things were being done
with the precision of a clockwork;
centuries of old confusions all disappeared
That is the pure path
All were respectful to each other
water of life was flowing through taps of porphyry.
People were busy founding a new world;
the earth was so luminous
as if to compete with the sky.
That is the pure path
That is the pure path
I saw young men with clear signs on their faces
they were those promised
to come toward the end of time.
Some, full of gratitude,
were walking arm-in-arm;
finally all reached their pure path,
which is the Pure Path
That is the pure path...

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