Loneliness

Someone is at the door again, my weeping heart, no, no

Perhaps a passerby, who will go somewhere

The night has passed, waiting, the star-dust is

Sleepy candle-flames are flickering in distant

Every pathway has passed into sleep, tired of

Alien dust has smudged all traces of

Blow out the candles, let the wine and cup

Close and lock your sleepless

No one, no one will come here now.