Don't Want To Take Birth Again

Seasons will bring sweet fragrances to me When from this world of chaos I will be free I will be laid inside a whole cut fresh in the earth I will sleep in peace without a wish to take another birth I will remember my days of innocence and careless time Playing with friends and returning home with dust and grime The days of sitting idle in grandpa's lap and smiling Watching the rain failing and flowers closing without caring Seasons will bring me fragrances of my mother's hair I will smile in my sleep remembering her innocent stare Forever in the dark hole I will miss her sweet kiss That gave to my small heart much love, care and peace I will not rise again to become young and old Even if my life will offer me power and tons of gold