With a heavy mind sits an old man at the window,
The only one left, all hung with mirrors…
It weighs on my shoulders, the silence of the night,
Indifferent light that radiates from the moon,
One remained and it is already & nbsp; forever.
I didn't notice how I sat up until morning,
As suddenly, the candle went out by itself,
Invisibly in the palm of his hand, the other hand lay down…
The old man understood, his wife came to see him!