1. You visit me weak and frail, and if you had visited at dawn
You would have freed a prisoner from the tight shackles

2. And what made me feel your visit
Was not really a visit but deceit to my heart

3. If it was not real, then I imagined it
Until the light of dawn brought happiness

4. So it came to my long night and made it seem
To my eyes or my heart thus shortening it

5. A meeting that healed some of the pain and I was not
Capable over it even if I was the Capable One

6. It was just the thought of a thinker
And a memory from which the darkness gained beams

7. And when it was over I became as if
I erased its lines with the dawn light