He talks because of endless ignorance, Not that he has knowledge of any sort. And every time he thinks he's in the right, When just getting a bit of dumb support.
The world's unfair, and life is always tough, It's hard to be a star through all this stuff. I have no eye for someone's fame or honor, My virtues are my life, and that's enough.
The tears I shed for you, all one by one, Are more precious than moon or sun. I hope they come alive at Judgment Day, So they will intercede, before it's done.
I heard a silky voice, deep in the night, Between a moon and face had been my sight. A dusk-haired girl, perhaps perfumed with musk, Had said to me: ''don't hurry to get right.''
For long I was not certain of my name. This anxious soul of mine I could not claim. Since birth, from form to form my frame has changed, But still, I always have been just the same.
Today I want to weep, and all day long, To sing my feelings through a woeful song. I have some words, hidden within my heart, They cannot seem to flow from off my tongue.
