In the middle of the night so dark
The snow started falling from the sky
The sky was the colour of black coal
I woke up thinking whether I wanted him to know
I looked out the window into the depths of the world
The brilliance of the shapes deeply touched my soul
And I thought how beautiful and simple life could be
If one was born a star or a snowflake shaped so mysteriously
The night would have been a dark blanket of life
The world – indifferent in view of such short existance
Then why is it so, I sadly asked my thoughts
That I can’t choose the life I want so badly?
The night brightened as if in response
A tear froze on my cheek awaiting
For the day that was about to creep into my solitude
Gray, yet no longer black in its nature
Through the haunted streets
Walked the night,
Sentiments and repercussions.
The wind blew
Washing the leaves from the path,
Taking the forgotten letters,
Never to reach the end of their journeys,
Leaving uncertain hearts alone forever.
The stars shone in their majesty,
Blinking at the wanderer mysteriously,
Confusing him with their playful glow,
He’ll never get where he wanted to go
Unless he survives until the break of the dawn.
The silence of the night stood close,
Lulling every creature on its path
Into a sleep, deep and dark,
Saving them from the anger of the damned
Souls drifting on the wings of the fallen angels.