| If you want to find something, |
| Set out on a seeking trip! |
| Set fire to water |
| And spill the flames, |
| Drive the wind through the earth, |
| Sunbeams merge with ice and snow. |
| You may see coloured autumn leaves |
| Falling on early spring flowers. |
| Then you’ll understand |
| Variety of the world |
| In it’s c h a o S. |
| If you want to find more, |
| Set out on a seeking trip. |
| You may experience the male and female |
| Energies, tension and relief, |
| You may bow to your masters |
| Or you might better pace with your head high. |
| Then you’ll understand |
| The boundaries of this world |
| In it’s c h a o S. |
| You may close your eyes |
| And discover vast spaces. |
| You may feel how empty evil things are, |
| Every suffering’s just vanity. |
| Unknown friend will whisper |
| To your ear saying his secret, |
| No fight against emptiness, you just can fill it. |
| Then you’ll understand, |
| There’s only one way, |
| One way, the way of light. |