The night has come again
In all the beauty of its silence-
I pray Shema
I wander far away in my mind
Slowly and more slowly-
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The long day has ended
And it is time to enter the world of uncertain dreams-
I am too old to be afraid
Of the darkness-
I am so tired
The instant I lie down
I sleep
Without knowing
If I will thank G-d again
For my waking in the morning-
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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