In this beautiful world, I have no desire to die,
I wish to live in the midst of men.
In this sunlight, in the flowering forests
In the heart of all living things may I find a place
Incessant is the play of life across the earth
With its perennial waves of union and separation, laughter and tears.
Weaving songs from the sorrow and happiness of man
I wish I might build an immortal realm.
Or failing this, I hope I can claim a seat
Amongst you for as long as I live
Composing songs like flowers that blossom ever afresh
For you to gather in the morning and noon.
Accept these flowers with a smile, and then alas!
Cast them aside as they fade and die.