Leaves in the storm

Exposed to a foreign world
A breaking away from the mother moon
Part and parcel of this cosmic encounter
There is no way back

Exposed to a cold world
And we are dying
Where now does the path lead
Back to suffering? We ask

The center of cosmic chaos
The outcries of man
Victims of a cruel mistake
The impenetrable silence of the world

I cry... But only for myself
We too persevere only for ourselves
Without bearings we live
Without bearings we will consume

One's entire life is in confusion
During which order will never set in
While happiness arrives only after the last drops
Always for only eversight do we live

We're in pursuit of the wind
Like leaves in the storm
The victims of a cruel mistake
Consider why don't you suicide...