One day a bad dream became true and talked to me It was nearly invisible But I could catch sight of its half-closed eyes Sometimes lit up by flashes of light Getting through the dusk I couldn't leave it... You said it was there from time immemorial Everybody around, not so far from there Was talking about the things Which happened that day Their fates were similar Some kind of a God held them in him Your arms stretched out To taking my breath And my dull thinking away Morningtime, in a place far from wake You were burning down Leaving me without a memory In the face of that red glow You were screaming within your tears Without a mouth for your voice That day a bad dream became true and talked to me