The rippling sound Of the mountain stream Disturbs me. Reminds me, Of your happy laughter, of my silly jokes.
The chirping sound Of birds fighting at dawn Bothers me. Reminds me, Of the parks and the woods that you so loved.
Close the door, shut this noise – It does not let me live in peace. Take me to the bazaars, the crowds, Numb my mind, let me rest in peace.