What is anxiety
what is suffering
You talk about love day and night.
Does love mean pain and tears
and painful sighs?
Are you happy to surrender,
happiness for pain?
To me everything is fresh and pure
The deep blue sky, the green garden
clear moonlight and soft flowers,
Like me they laugh and they sing.
To them laughter and music
Should continue even,
When they are dying.
They know not pain and suffering,
They do not crave for them.
A flower blooms and laughs
as it withers.
The moonlight beams and disappears
The stars sacrifice their light
on the ocean.
Is there anyone happier than me?
Come to me my friend,
My happy heart’s song
Will relieve your pain.
Since you weep every day,
Why don’t you try to forget your pain,
Once and sing with me!