Riding age

Light flies after sunset

And darkness lines up on the paths

A cloud chases the flash of light

And takes the evening as a light to ride on

And the light forgot and fell in mockery

And follows the winds on the wind

And the tails whistle the tails of light

And do not drift between the steps of calamities

And the night calls with determination as it calls

To that gathering in the unseen

And the evening sets off to the palaces

Their buildings are on the edge of the south

And the evening hides from the people

So they thought it was the valley of sorrows

And the darkness ascended to the light

And said to it: Wait for me in the holes

But it did not come down And when dawn came to it

Here dawn did not accept a cover

And the darkness of night blew in the paths