Help for the innocent sleep of love, help make a bed of flowers for the nocturnal in the time of terror, help build bridges with each others bodies, help to make a
shadow of songs for sleep, silk, help
with loving words , make a balm for the wounds of the night,
let us divide our loneliness between your night table with me , let it be a bridge between me and you, be a bridge between me and you , I know you for self-sacrifice
, O nocturnal wanderer. I love you by the name of my night, you are familiar with your grief and your eyes, it is clear that I know you from the tribe and lineage of your love,
O you who are in the grip of strangers, do not be strangers with my sobs, leave your broken body to the caress of my lovers hand, looking
for what words and words of your silence is to say all the words, I know you from your heartbeat , in your heart, the heart of the lover of the world, you are dressed in petals and kissed me. You took me to the celebration of light and mirrors, why should I be afraid of the shadows of the night, you entrusted me with the sun, let
us share our loneliness at your night table with me, let there be a bridge between me and you, be a bridge between us and you, help us to sacrifice ourselves, my
foggy roads, dont take passengers from you , help so that tired pigeons dont die on the ice, they dont depend on the branches, help us get
kindness from loving travelers. Help us to stay for each other, help us to die for each other, no one thinks of the
feathered Marys, no one thinks of the pigeon, think of the lover in Badr , no one thinks of us except us.
