Still the earth is moving for a gloomy reason
Just to deny the sorrow
And here people build cottage in the hope of happiness
Apathetically forgetful about the tropical-sorrowfulness.
Hence, the sorrow comes as torrential rain
Or as tender sunlight
Or even as a calm-moon through the moonlight.
Those who knows only they realize
Actually there is no happiness
But the world itself is a sorrowful game!
It’s just a notion like a god
So then, where the feelings of happiness lies?
When the people learn to secure themselves from sorrow
And this sorrow-less state is the actual bliss!