My Friend, I Do Not Know What I Am - Hymn Lyrics
My friend, I do not know what I am
Nor do you know what you are here
You like me, are lost in this foreign
land
And all people are also like us
(We spend a time as guests
Then go when our day comes)2
(Our ancestors lived in early times
Then came after our fathers)2
I entered the universe naked
So I own nothing in it or riches
I shall go over naked without what the
mind foolishly collected and kept
I wonder why after all this we desire
dwelling on this earth or making it our
home
The mirage disillusioned us
And by its dreams, we were drunk and
wasted our yesterday
(Let us awake and let our hearts be
pure
Before we go and get left with “I
wish”)2
I do not know how or when we go
All I know is that we shall go
In the way of death we all run in the
race
Each other in the wake of others
As vapor our lives would go
Such as lightning that flashes for a
moment
(My friend, be as you like then
And run in the horizons from one end
to another
Rest your hopes in titles
Or rest it in money and in earthly
glory)2
And close your eye and fly dreaming
The days are wasted in dreams and lost
The end of the matter you fall tired
Lying in a few feet on earth
The heart rests, and you stay quiet
For there is no longer in the heart
beating
Where then is the noise of yesterday in
the heart
Where is his volcano of love and hate
Say to those who build houses here
O guest why are you building
Say to those who plant thorns enough
The same thorns you will reap
(Say to those who sing for their desires
In the coming of death, will you also
sing)2
(Say to those who lift their head high
In glory, in pride and in arrogance)2
Lower your head and walk in humility
As you lift your head, you will bow it
down
Say to those who rise above and race
O friend stand a little and wait for me
(We are colleagues that go together
I embrace you, so lean to embrace me
Say to those who glory in titles
If he shouts in glory: who is greater
than I)2
We are actually trivial dust
Will he forget his origin who said I?
(My friend, I do not know what I am
Nor do you know what you are here)2