The blind seer.

Day is a prison for the sighted bat

A long night for the blind sight

And a blind owl at night

And returned in the day to destiny

Nights that veiled the sight of revelation

A day that spreads the great light

And darkness does not overcome clarity

And darkness does not overcome the expert

And when the night announced its dependence

On fear in the hearts of the enlightened

He turned the day by spreading light

On its sides before the heat

He deliberately turned with what covers

But it did not shine... And it cannot sleep

Fortunately in the space of the wilderness

So they feared it with the fear of a blazing fire

O night of blindness among the wilderness

Why do you ride the back of the back?

Why do you ride the back of the atmosphere

And descend on the path of conscience?

Why do the eyes ride in the night

And the star comes with the great crowd?

And the planets come to you in disappearance

And the stars reveal to you on the pond?

Trying to write on space

Blackness as a cover on the perfume

Do you flee from the whiteness of the morning at dawn

And seek help from the helper?

It has become your station that you closed

A wind of fear in the heart of the difficult

And your tail as it drags on the whiteness

Tomorrow and hot from the trace of the protector

And you sent us a spy

The spy came with a dangerous fear

He says: I sent to tell what

will come at the changing twilight

He says: I came and the horrors are my words

And my fear is not short

Oh night of fears, do not be afraid

Your darkness came to us as a warning