Sol 5.6

  1. We journeyed with Time through several nights,

    And it came to us in a new robe,

  2. With perfumes of many kinds and a little star

    Caressing us from afar with dreams,

  3. And melodies of love melting with longing,

    And a cup, a night, and festive days.

  4. And Time fell asleep upon our palms,

    Innocent, innocent, as a newborn child.

  5. Then it rose roaring—a dauntless beast—

    And ravaged us with an iron heart.

  6. It burned hope’s fragrance from the robe,

    And loosed upon us devastating winds.

  7. :

    ..

    And said: “I am Time. I doze but briefly,

    But my onslaught is fierce—fierce.

  8. I toy with people, now light and now shadow,

    With hours of sorrow and breezes of fair maidens.

  9. And grant them dreams that are torment,

    In which they live the life of slaves.

  10. And cast them into bleak darkness,

    And mock every defiant dream.

  11. Tomorrow, in the dust, they will become silence,

    And the nights will pass as I desire.

  12. ..

    And I pass by every house, singing,

    While the cups go round with a new illusion.”

Sol 5.6