Early morning, everyday
Fallen leaves, I sweep away
The temple ground looks clean and tidy.
Thus I vow day and night,
That I shall always fight,
To be rid of the defilements in me.
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Early morning, everyday
Fallen leaves, I sweep away
The temple ground looks clean and tidy.
Thus I vow day and night,
That I shall always fight,
To be rid of the defilements in me.
