You don't know why
don't even know the difference
between the rain and my tears

You have no idea
of the sea, which is for you
what the earth is for me

And what is heaven for me
you don't have to understand
It escapes me as well

just like you elude
my hand and my feelings
elude my will

Well, what do I know
about humans and animals
about breathing in the soil?

And then there are the angels
if they exist, the choirs
who praise God about everything

and the messengers who speak
what is true and just
Listen, I cry

for their wise words
that death is no mystery
but an encouragement to live