I like the peace of this place,
The calm, the calm, of the sea;
The stillness of the night,
The stillness of the air, when there is no wind.
And this song is my mountain, my old refuge;
and now I need to take a rest, with my tears. .
You don't know anything
At all about me!
It's the same situation as before;
Nothing has changed.
But the sky is here, beyond my and your triviality,
Beyond the difference between the right and the wrong. .
