I know not, if I am endless; but I know well my cries are; I know not, if there is even a little cup of joy for me anywhere; but I am well aware of an Ocean of tears in the depth of my being. I know not whether thou shall ever come; but I know well my entire journey is a call for thee - And, only for thee!
No !... I shall set my boat sailing When sullen clouds rumble in the sky, When wild winds ravage the sea - For, I love struggle and strife All set free! Oh! How perplexed I am When I have no problems!
I don't know - why?
I don't know why I ask - again and again: "Who is there?" While I know - always it's my Sweet little darling Playing in the courtyard of my heart That answers: "None except me!" Yet I ask again and again: "Who is there?" I don't know - why.