Lotus

I close my eyes,
Here, it’s blue,  the ibis sings,  the bottom of my heart,
The storm took it away, because I want to feel tomorrow
With a picture, peeling and rotting.

The tears from memories can’t yet be erased,
The sound of this darkness, too,
Surely it can’t heal anymore,
In knowing that…

Tears from memories falling again,
Look around,
Surely no one exists out there for whom to… now… alone.

The wound that can’t be erased, isn’t it beautiful?
Can’t you still love a dream that is dying?
Certainly tomorrow isn’t sparkling,
Your weak intention
Is not a wound that won’t let you look back.

The tears from memories can’t yet be erased,
The sound of this darkness, too,
Surely it can’t heal anymore,
In knowing that…

Continuing to break, the night, before your eyes
Just about everything is thrown away, you are the moon,
Crying, you will go to sleep.

A mistake won’t change the way one lives,
Let the sublime white lotus blossom bloom,
Drawn on my back, this intention won’t again waver,
The free sky, let’s close our eyes.
What is believing?