Overture(n. m. rashed)

Aye Death,
Here, meet these people,
Artless people

People
Not of the book
nor of wine

People
Not of letters
nor of numbers

Nor the letters

People
Not of books
nor of machines

Not of space
nor of the world

People of doubt

Death, do not veil yourself!
Death, meet these people!


Step up! You all as well!
Greet Death!
Step up with your beggary
Step up donít hide your mercy bowls
You have nothing left to say for life
Laugh of Death! Laugh with Death!
Step up! You people of the world,
Step up! People of possession!


Death, all these men are negatives
Greater negatives, lesser men
Upon them look with favor!