I would not exchange the sorrows of my heart for the joys of the multitude.

And I would not have the tears that sadness makes to flow from my every part turn into laughter.

I would that my life remain a tear an a smile.

A tear to purify my heart and give me understanding of life’s secrets and hidden things.

A smile to draw me nigh to the sons of my kind and to be a symbol of my glorification of the gods.

A tear to unite me with those of broken heart;

a smile to be a sign of my joy in existence.

I would rather that I died in yearning and longing than that I lived weary and despairing