Everytime
In the evening
And even in the morning
When you leave me
And the night
Falls within us
Like a dark clothe
With lurking eyes
Strikes me like a beast
Paralysing
The fear

And I keep my breath
If I can hear him again
The sound of your steps
In our streets
A stranger among strangers
In this country
That wouldn't like to have
The treasures
Which you've brought along
In your luggage

When you came
Free and openminded
With the richness
Of your culture
The wisdom
Of your elders
The songs which tells of
Hope
Despair and
Strong belief

The laughter
In your eyecorners
Which could still
Be kindled
From simple things
But they build walls
Around themselves
And the stones
Was their fears
Through whoms lattice
Their sight
Was barricaded

Everytime
In the evening
And in the morning
Befalls my like a beast
Paralysing
The fear ... ... .

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