Where are you going, man! Standing on a chair with both feet. You'll feel the emptiness! A short twitch of the head, a plumb bob falling. Don't give up, man! They drove you out of paradise, descendant of Adam. They'll press your eyes shut, impatient, placing coins on your eyelids. Why are you crying, man? Supposedly for well-being, for warm little spots. Just hold on to the earth, someone up there loves you. What are you thinking about, man? Revelry, the power of weapons, how to get rich, how to kill. To rule, how to conquer the world, how to grow wise with age, how to find the answer in the question. Where, where are you going, man? Pilgrim, lay down your burden, the cold night overwhelms you. Look ahead, let your heart guide you and love, let it protect you. Oh, man... Oh, man... Man...
