Once, I had a dream it was gloomy night with no wind blowing.
Trees crying out of window, dim light of moon was only my friend.
I stood in front of mirror, I was old and weak. My eyes stayed glowing.
Toothless beast, mask without deceit, gave promise with my wrinkled hand.
Deep inside heart of forest, I placed walls that could never be broken
That is my fort and my faith. No one comes in, no one goes out.
When the leaves started to fall, my young shadow has spoken
“Hatred, placed in my heart. I cursed you for bringing in the lights”
When the sun started to rise, everything colored grey.
Stepped out of my castle, dead leaves started to break.
That is my fort, made of sand. No one to visit, no one to leave
There, I bury myself. Under silence cry out, teardrops without dawn
Therefore, no light should be shine, for sake of my own shadow.
Therefore, no footsteps should be remained, so I won’t be followed.
By anyone, in any chance even my own shadow.
There my dream ended, under deserted castle made of sand.
I woke up, and I saw him. My own father standing in front of mirror..
