Could you give me peace...
With all my late elegies?
For you are the best laws,
Even with all your flaws,
That I never had...
And will never have.
So may I find peace...
With these late elegies.
Till I find the missing piece
Of the life of tragedies.
And with all the unfolding mysteries...
I will be at peace...
Waiting for my final breeze.
With my own elegies.
