There is darkness ahead, so just wait! There the sunsets are purple, The counter wind, slanting rains, And the roads, the roads arenít straight. There the words are all strange, There are foolish rumors, There the unnecessary encounters are happening. There the grass has been burned out, And the traces do not seem to follow In the darkness. There is a check up on durability, battles And the fogs, and winds with great surfs. The heart confuses its rhythms, And beats with irregularity. There the words are all strange, There are foolish rumors, There the unnecessary encounters are happening. There the grass has been burned out, And the traces do not seem to follow In the darkness. There the sounds and colors are wrong, Only Iím not the one to choose them - Iím needed very much in the darkness, No way, the weather will change. There the words are all strange, There are foolish rumors, There the unnecessary encounters are happening. There the grass has been burned out, And the traces do not seem to follow In the darkness.
© Nathan Mer. Translation, 1991