The eyes, you'd better be tired,
Look sadly on world, people in it.
The heart, you'd better slower a beat,
You'd better damp down a fire.

The soul, I wish you fell asleep,
But you can't be killed by anything.
If they betray, you'll smile and sing
The song of love to human breed.

The lips, be silent, dear.
Don't talk about eternal things,
Don't kiss, don't whisper into ears
Of those, who cannot hear.