If you are a candle you cannot deny
You will finish up with a smoky cry;
Sunlight and moonlight,
They have everlasting might
But you are a candle just for a night.
You will be smoke in the dark sky,
What will happen to you,
You will never know why.
The mystery of the infinite smoke-sucking sky
Just makes you burn and me terrified.
Hearts are burning, will divinity satisfy?
The endless power of the sun makes clouds cry
Which is creating the life for an endless try.
Someone, somehow is telling me a puzzling lie,
I don't know how, I don't know why.
Holy books never say why all man's dreams burn
When they come to the end of their holy or unholy turn.
Mystic love, mystic hate, what a puzzling try.
Poor and rich, dreamy or dreamless at the rotating cry.
The world is turning, the candle is burning,
Some people with steamy eyes,
Are trying to watch smoke and soul-sucking sky.
Candle and I, all night try not to cry.
Candle is melting away, darkness will satisfy.
Candle and I while mystic watching by
We are going heaven deep; there is no dream to keep,
Nothing to leave behind, forever sleep.