O wretched soul

See you not O wretched soul

Your days but a few In a world of transient pleasure

Pleasure which passes by

Like the wind does it pass by

Leave it will you with nothing

Nothing but sorrow and regret

The real life is the life of the next

A life with pleasures which have no end

See you will the One

The One who can be while no other is

But no other can be unless

He Allow it to be