The dungeon-night has held down a life in the gloom
I am going to bed, falling in emptiness of dark room
The sleeplessness foully does not allow me to fall asleep,
The throat is torn apart with closeness of night summer,
An eagle owl in silence bawls somewhere...
He wishes to frighten off calmness in my soul,
That my pain to remind and heart to stir up
I shall open the windows and let in myself a drink of freshness,
My hair like waves is blown about by a windy stream
It gently twists my body
Ah, how at night to be alone has terribly bothered...
The dungeon-night with stars is full,
There where you are, there in thoughts I am
The moonlight draws into mysterious emptiness,
I wish to step into its embraces,
The past I can't to life return...
Dungeon-night
© Copyright: Руслана Уилкинсон, 2007
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