A poem from a stone in Orvydas Garden, Lithuania

I found the following poem as I was reading through my journals from the past year. The translation is pretty rough, and I'm sure I've misspelled TONS of the Lithuanian words (I'm going off of a friend's hasty handwriting), but I still like the poem a lot. It was chiseled on a stone in a strange sculpture garden called Orvydas garden which I visited with friends last October.