I search for it in the midst of the world, nowhere do I find its face; the more I seek, the farther it recedes, becomes a fading trace.
I grasp and grasp, cannot hold it fast, it slips into fathomless deep; I call and call through all, get no answer at all, wander only in darkness to weep.
I run and run, find no place to rest, return alone in tears; I understand yet don't, what trick desire plays, keeping these eyes bound for years.
I know nothing at all, why I want it so, why I bear such pain; this anguish of despair, whose cause I cannot name, why I carry it, I can't explain.
Such deep enchantment, such hard rope of maya, even broken, will not break; I want more and more, whatever little I gain, desire never seems to slake.
I'll be happy, friend, so I keep running, become a complete machine; whatever I do, however much wealth I hold, one peace alone is life's refrain.