Night. The city noise has faded out.
There’s a star in heaven; like a spark,
In my in doleful heart it has aroused
Serious reflection, in the dark.
This reflection is pellucid and light-coloured
Like the piercing look of precious eyes;
The bottom of the heart is full of sunlight,
I am glad to see the caller, no surprise.
All is quiet and serene, as ever;
But the hidden hand has taken off
The veil of sombre sadness. So the chest of
Hope and Faith is open, is it love?
What is that? Is that a loss that’s near?
Maybe, joy?- No, you can never tell, -
But it’s so flaming, sacred and so dear,
That you thank God for life, as well.