There are days where I am
Thinking about life
And truthfully,
I don't see a way out
For instance, how is it
That one should understand
That just as people are born
They begin to die
After the arrival
Comes always departure
Because there is nothing
Without separation
What do I know, what do I know
Life is a great illusion
What do I know, what do I know
I just know that life is always right
No one ever knows
What miseries might come
They just act as if
Pretending to forget
That nothing is reborn
Before it comes to its end
And the sun which dawns
Must dusk
It's no use
Keeping oneself out
The hour of a 'yes'
Is just the carelessness of a 'no'
What do I know, what do I know
I just know that passion is necessary
What do I know, what do I know
Life is always right
What do I know
I don't know