Tears

I like the peace of this place,

the calm, the calm, of the sea;

the stillness of the night,

the stillness of the air, when there is no wind.

And this song is my mountain, my old refuge;

and now I need to take a rest, with my tears.....

You don't know anything

at all about me!

It's the same situation as before;

nothing has changed.

But the sky is here, beyond my and your triviality,

beyond the difference between the right and the wrong.....