I Want To See Beautiful Thing

A beautiful thing appears In front of me, I want to see it With great ease and delight, But the harsh bell rings, Soon the lovely thing begins to recede Farther and farther, I can't see it with true pleasure, After a while, Another beautiful thing appears In front of me, I try to see it To my heart's content, But again the cruel bell rings, Immediately the wonderful thing begins to retreat very fast, So I can't see it With real ease, This time I scream in extreme pain and agony, But soon someone consoles me from within, 'My dear friend! Don't cry, This is the tragedy of modern time.'