in this world of pure pleasure
disguised in a simple coat, that few truly understand
we sleep with our eyes open
our life means coffee and a permanent struggle
all because we don't want to witness
the miracle of life
and the happiness residing in the flowing of the water
swiping away the lives of the innocent
a pure art of Zen
understood by those who know how to understand
that there is no time to cry
as the day grows young and the rooster starts to sing
you will be melted by the sun
if you don't accept the heat
you will be devoured by your feelings
if you do not abandon yourself within them
without despair, without any problems
learning to live life
like the simple swift of yet another wind
listen to the flowing of Tao...