When I got lost in the night, there was no star breaker, no one thought of me among these night-stricken people, when I got
lost in the night, my roommate dreamed of flowers, the neighbor picked a basket of laughter baskets from the cluster of wind, the
song of the blood of the alleys, he had forgotten his poems, because they were sleeping, their flame had been blown away by the wind
, oh, if the night was glass, I would have bridged to the star, I would have broken the night mirror and become the spear of the sun
. I was in the garden again, in the frozen vein of the soil, the pulse of the lamp was beating, when I got lost in the night, there was no star breaking the night, among these night-stricken people, no one thought of me,
oh, I was burned in the ocean at night, no one saw me in the purgatory, the night was raging, no one came to my aid,
when I got lost in the night, I wanted to be the flame, caress the frozen shadows, I
wanted to reconcile, hail and with acacia the kind sun. If death
had given us death, I would have been a garden again , in the frozen vein of the soil, the pulse of the lamp would be when
