Will you come to me tonight?

The clothes are already on the line.

The endless war that never ceases

Is now in another place.

And roads return incessantly

Alone like a horse without rider

And the house is closed this evening

With the good and the bad within it.

And we knew very well that the border

Is near and we mustn’t go there

My father prayed

And the earth were finished and all their host

Host and earth have darkened

The lights will soon go out.

The command that heaven has started

Must again be finished by two.