Oh life!
In your emptiness, in your ephemeral faces, in your bittersweat taste,
I laugh, laughter of the sufferer
the rapture of the agoniser

Never have trodden ways of destiny, without facing uncertainty
Never have shown my endless dreaming, without falling into stammering

Now tell me, is this the way you were meant to be?
To drag me to the grounds that I couldn't imagine to be

Now I am unbeliever to your ways and signs
Now I found another redemption to cross your lines

Woe to whom to accompany you in this suffering
Woe to whom to not laugh harder in his self slaying