Come, black robe, follow me there.
I can't leave the house without your glare.
Help me go somewhere.
But halfway through, I'll look back and I'll be afraid I've wasted it.
I'll slow down and wish you'd be gone.
But you'll you make hand and keep going on.
In the end, it's only there
For a lifetime lovely glare
In the end, it's always near
My whole lifetime will disappear.
So it matters now.
I will seek out my own house,
And I'll love the sink and I'll love the couch
Stay away, you endless lives
Making it so big it dies.
In the end, I'll yell: “it's clear,"
"it's you who brought me lovely glare”
In the end, I'll bravely say:
“Leave my body here to stay!”