I was about to sleep,

And enter my sweet dreams,

When a shock of death came to me,

What if it would be me?

Looking back to ages,

Not even one could escape it,

50, 60 or they even reach 100

But the angel of death then just cages.

How would it feel to enclose in mud,

With a white shroud covering the whole me,

When I could listen to people’s cry,

But they wouldn’t be able to listen to me.

Alas! That realization took my heart,

I finally became good on my part,

And be in a full serenity all the time,

Oh people, don’t lose this precious time.