O, the night!

It’s restless slumber!

As here alone,

Watch I dying embers!

Quick! Forget!

Your raging forges,

They call, taunting,

Enticing bright sources!

I, now lost,

Have seen new a star,

My mind, tethered,

By this red moon of ours!

Save! Run free!

Away from her view!

Embers now cold,

Their light, a faded dream!

How careless!

Am I, for looking!

With out no thought,

For not looking away!

O, red moon!

Where still are the stars?!

My hope, left weak,

Yearning for those embers.

O, too far!

They left me to you!

To die alone,

O, careless are the stars!