What do I have to say,
when all is said before?
The things I wanted to say
                      lay
                         in my head
                                   in mess...

                      Life is a period
                      between birth and death -
                      the shorter, the less you suffer
                          of things you do,
                          of things you know,
                          of things you hear,
                          of things...
                                      All mighty things!

What do I have to say,
when all is said before?
The things I wanted to say
                      lay
                         in my head
                                   in mess...

                      Birth is coming to this painful life
                      and is always giving a vision
                          painful as it is,
                          joyful as it is,
                          difficult as it is,
                          natural, as it is.
                          as it is...
                                     More suffer to come!

What do I have to say,
when all is said before?
The things I wanted to say
                      lay
                         in my head
                                   in mess...

                      Death is leaving this horrible life
                      and no-one knows what it follows -
                          is it another life,
                          is it emptiness,
                          is it paradise,
                          is it freedom,
                          is it...
                                  No need to fear!

What do I have to say,
when all is said before?
The things I wanted to say
                      lay
                         in my head
                                   in mess...

                      Love is somewhere between birth and death
                      but never the same as living -
                          it is paradise,
                          it is another life,
                          it is emptiness,
                          it is freedom,
                          it is...
                                  Equal to death!

Miks?