1. On the seashore, from whence comes the clamor
Of dawn's outcry and the wailing of evening?

2. I sighed from an anguish that tore me asunder
With tears of misery and thorns of sorrow.

3. My sighs were lost in the clamor
With the agony trapped between its folds.

4. So I wandered and called, "O mother, come!"
For life has wearied me, I've had enough.

5. To the woods I came to pour out the pains
Of my heart in weeping like fiery flames -

6. Weeping that churned inside me
And flowed with the wailing of hearts.

7. But the woods did not understand his sorrows
And continued to echo its melodies.

8. So I wandered and called, "O mother, come!"
For life has tortured me, I've had enough.

9. And I stood by the river pouring out tears
That burst forth from my intense anguish -

10. Silently flowing down my cheeks
Gleaming like hell's tears.

11. Yet the river eased not its flow
Nor hushed its murmur.

12. So I wandered and called, "O mother, come!"
For life has bored me, I've had enough.

13. When calling out brought me no relief
And my mother heard not my plea,

14. I returned with my sorrow to my solitude
And echoed my wailing to my own ears.

15. In my loneliness I embraced my agony
And said to myself, "Oh, be quiet now!"