Serenity

Mama, dear Mama,I’ve asked the wise bimo priestI’ve asked the oldest suni priestWhere can I find serenity?When will I find tranquility?But they didn’t tell meThey desperately shook the necromantic bellsand frantically beat the leather drumsAh, I just want to sleep

Mama, dear Mama,I sought the serenity of lakesI sought the serenity of the skyI sought the serenity of the mysticalI sought the serenity of fantasiesbut I knew only laterthere isn’t any serene placein this worldAh, I’m exhausted, so exhausted

Mama, dear Mama,hurry and reach out your warm armsas the black night approachesLet me forget all past dreamsOnly because in this fluctuating worldyour son, out of profound lovehas written distraught lines of poetryAh, I’m already tired, I’m so tired