Wednesday, 8 June 2011

Lonely Night

Night, O ambassador of black,
Night, O envoy of dark.
The moon's mate, O night,
You come to me forlorn.

An era has passed and yet,
You come to me alone?
The mood is solemn...
... Only the crickets mourn.

The moon's mate, O night,
You come to me forlorn.
Where is your friend, the elusive moon?
Why do you come alone?

Extinguish the twilight, eclipse the dark...
... I only wish to speak
To the pitch in black.
The night is sad...
... It's heavy with grief...
.... Sitting in its own dark shadow.

The moon's mate, O night,
You come to me forlorn.
An era has passed since we met last,
And yet, you come alone?

Extinguish the twilight, eclipse the dark...
... I only wish to speak...
... To the pitch in black.

The darkness is maddening
Opaque and dense.
It pricks, it stings;
It's a welcome offence.
I seek its lap,
To end my day...
... I join its embrace...
... To veil my dismay.

Like my black renegade kohl,
It streams down my face.
The moon's mate, O night,
You come to me forlorn.
Where is your friend, the elusive moon?
Why do you come alone?

Extinguish the twilight, eclipse the dark...
... I only wish to speak...
... To pitch in the black.

The night is sad...
It's heavy with grief...
Sitting in its own shadow...


No comments: