Down by the beach, in the deep of night
The big world is sleeping, and I am alone
The sea-birds are calling sorrowfully
Like poor souls in pain

Total purity and total abundance
Bliss and calmness and beauty in the world
The murmur of the sea going into my ears
The soft song of the water flowing in the river

Above on the headland there is a blessed old cemetery
The place in which saints lived in times long ago
There are people within spending a while carefree
They will not walk around on the shore anymore

Loneliness strikes my spirit as I look at the cemetery
And I'm thinking about the people in there sleeping
Men and young women, old people and children
People of my people and friends of my heart

The cocks are crowing and the stars are fading
The moon is setting and it's not long until day
Good-bye now, blessed old cemetery
And to the people who walked with me down by the beach