Ruhum, dalgaları biteviye dövüşen deniz gibi mi olmalı,
Yoksa birbiriyle savaşan rüzgârların kasırgaya dönüştüğü gök gibi mi?
Kör bir zerreden ibaret bir insan olsaydım,
Sabreder, ruhumu bulurdum.
But I wasn’t crying because I was sad. I guess I was crying because we had nowhere else to go, no choice but to go on living in this world. Crying because we had no other world to choose, and crying at everything before us, everything around us.