Lied oder Text über Amatheia

“You must rest, Amatheia,

you must rest.

It will take a bit of sleep

to be your best.

I know your mind at glance

must retreat to advance.

You must rest, Amatheia,

you must rest.

You must talk Amatheia,

you must talk.

In betweekn your mind and others

you must walk.

For your benevolence to win,

you must seek out your own kin.

You must talk, Amatheia,

you must talk.

They will come, Amatheia,

they will come.

I will stay behind and wait

when you are gone.

I don’t know where to find bliss.

But I surely know of this.

They will come, Amatheia,

they will come.”