I went down to the placeWhere I knew she lay waitingUnder the marble and the snowI said, Mother I'm frightenedThe t
hunder and the lightningI'll never come through this aloneShe said, I'll be with youMy shawl wrapped around youMy hand on y
our head when you goAnd the night came onIt was very calmI wanted the night to go on and onBut she said, Go back to the Wor
ldWe were fighting in EgyptWhen they signed this agreementThat nobody else had to dieThere was this terrible soundAnd my
father went downWith a terrible wound in his sideHe said, Try to go onTake my books, take my gunRemember, my son, how they
liedAnd the night comes onIt's very calmI'd like to pretend that my father was wrongBut you don't want to lie, not to the y
oungWe were locked in this kitchenI took to religionAnd I wondered how long she would stayI needed so muchTo have nothing
to touchI've always been greedy that wayBut my son and my daughterClimbed out of the waterCrying, Papa, you promised to pl
ayAnd they lead me awayTo the great surpriseIt's Papa, don't peek, Papa, cover your eyesAnd they hide, they hide in the Wor
ldNow I look for her alwaysI'm lost in this callingI'm tied to the threads of some prayerSaying, When will she summon meW
hen will she come to meWhat must I do to prepareWhen she bends to my longingLike a willow, like a fountainShe stands in the
luminous airAnd the night comes onAnd it's very calmI lie in her arms and says, When I'm goneI'll be yours, yours for a so
ngNow the crickets are singingThe vesper