The Lampost

The lights are burning in the city lamposts,

The city seems to be asleep

The mind is sitting by the window thinking

When will it be dawn after spending the night

Silence has fallen everywhere

The city has become very lonely and quiet. No one is ever alone in a quiet city

Suddenly no one saw the beauty of the sleeping city. It seemed as if the lights were on.

The waves of the sea touch the shore alone

The sleeping one does so with silence

The stranger walks slowly and quietly in search of the missing.

They know where their own address will be lost, this is their imagination

That's why he came out at night

There is some habit as usual

When the tired city goes to sleep

Just then the sleep of my eyes flew away and now all around is covered in a calm light

Someone should agree to stay with me today.