Guli

I'm wasting my precious time,
I wouldn't want to come back here to this monastery.
I am sad here, there is nothing of my own here,
There is nothing of ours here and there is nothing in common.

At least there, where I'm going to go, I'll find peace.
Maybe I won't even look at the clock
And will finally lose track of time.
You can stay here.
I know for sure that "there" I will not find
Someone like you.
This stays between us, right?
I hope so. I hope you understood me well and accurately,