The night rises upon us,
Leaving in a dark and coldness.
The night takes us to nowhere,
To empty streets and loneliness.
We are searching for a slightest
Sing of life,
Sadly no.
There must be someone,
Someone who would share the
Warm and a place to rest.
All though, nobody is here.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem