Luyện nghe bài hát Contemplations Along the Way

I can see all is to see
but I'm to my fate,
to may come.
I I'm awake
but stealing me
like the frost in the
I see nor notice the moment when it comes
is what I look for.

I to be conscious,
aware of happens now
and what then.

You like a bewildered entomologist
who now and then encounters true and experiences,
but many times discovers that it has all false.

Who down the rules?
My points at the Self,
so it isn't strange at all you think you know
and mistrust your experiences at the same
when later you get it in perspective and are to investigate.

But I must put the
Is true?
To what degree are you and I by everything around?
To get a picture of yourself
you must of course have
who can back your ideas to you,
make contradictions and you from angles
you know existed.

But I ask myself the question if there was
with any opinions than yours
would you say you could be awake

You see the whole world
nor be aware of beside yourself,
but that would naturally the total reality.
This way of might veil over the truth
and you blind.

You ask where in the world you are and what you do,
but to discuss the with yourself
might reveal which way you and which you didn't choose.

Best of all would be to the keys to the treasury of wisdom,
but would that life better...?
All experiences of life tell you
that man wherever he is has his own worries to fight.
The keys to the treasury of
never be found, because it would mean
you would become totally enlighted,
and of everybody.
So would then be the meaning of life?

When life is the one and only we own
and once the questions asked
more questions still.
Maybe all the answers come
when we have left this and enter
is there beoynd.

That probably be experienced
as different as we are from one another
and due to who and it happens.
But the to the questions must be waiting for you there,
for if are no answers
how is it possible we should puzzle over them here?