Black is the night,
The darkness I fear.
And black are the screams,
From the echoes I hear.
No moon in the sky,
The stars are not out.
And black are the screams,
I hear myself shout.
I can’t see my way,
The blackness surrounds.
And black are the screams,
Suffocating, I drown.
And death is the end,
That the blackening brings.
And black are the screams,
From its pain and its sting.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem