Oh what is this place
As far as my eyes goes
There is only dust Strom
Which resting place
Life has brought me
Here neither have
Power over my sorrows
Nor control over
My joys

Life asking me
Accounts of
All my doings
What do my heart says?
It’s ashamed !

Who is calling me
From other side
Of those
burning lamps

Is there anyone
Atall for me
Thinking and
Looking forward
Being sad…?