In this white night

Not to live not to sing in this city not to sleep; Not to give those dreams, where pomade on a cheek In this white night your people are enemies as steps. In bare night your speech is a sharp sword which In this white night, and for dark times How you there out of line, where you there in a quiet Souldisease back to me went. This white night without clothes waits and asks love; This naked night, you call me Ill disappear in it, I know. In this white and for dark In this white night and for dark times