the lights go off in perfect deadly silence
although of night day always keeps a share
they fade away-such unexpected violence
after they paid their brightnes so unfair...

Luminile mor vesnic in tacere,
chiar daca niciodata nu e noapte;
se sting in intuneric fara soapte,
platindu-si stralucirea cu durere.

Inchis in sine strans de grele fapte
si omul poate inca sa ma spere:
luminile mor vesnic in tacere
si totusi niciodata nu e noapte.

Lucirea lor,o blanda adiere,
ne scald-o clipa-n dulcele ei lapte
si fara urme-apoi in bezna piere
caci, chiar de nu e niciodata noapte,
luminile mor vesnic in tacere...

10 iulie 1996