Sleep dies all of a sudden at four
- as very often in the morning -
When silence still controls the world,
When darkness pervades every corner...
The moon casts silvery brilliance
Inside; the wind is heard howling...
On mind rampage many ideas
Which are wide awake, running wild...
Dreams seem impossible to keep -
To be or not to be, at dawn...
早上四点醒来 Sleep Dies at Four
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