Beggar

Note: This is the translation of my previous post

 

Like diamonds and a pearl

Flickering stars and the full moon

With no clouds and no wind

Only clement, blanket of silence

 

He lifted his head

Eyes that looked empty

In front of a dancing bonfire

In a forest, contemplating

 

On a pine he was leaning

Longing for warmth and gentleness

A small cabin would be alright

Just needed comfort under a roof

 

People called him an adventurer

Wanderer of snowy mountains and aurora

Storm repellent and nightfall embracer

But he was just a beggar

weeper,

loner,

refraining from pain,

befriending the dark and silence

competing and roaring against the devil

All by himself,

Roaming the edges of his filthy heart

Silently waiting for the dawn

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