Inside
the four walls,
Besieged
by pitch darkness,
My
braving body crawls,
Can’t
tell when sun rises.
Within
the four walls,
Worn
out of loneliness,
Surrounded
by ghouls,
Of
prison cell darkness.
Inside
the four walls,
Lie
down on ground frosty,
Waiting
when night falls,
To
turn to God Almighty.
Within
the four walls,
In
silent night sadden,
I
wait in vain the Lord,
He
is high up in heaven.
Spaç
1979
Translated from The Albanian by Hilda M. Xhepa
Translated from The Albanian by Hilda M. Xhepa
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