Oh you beautiful and bitter night, vertical as a fence,
Here comes the black horseman
to make a conspiracy with the roads
oh you night clenched into a fist.
His voice will empty out the sonorous spaces
his words will awake a nightmare
at the bottom of his black eyes lay
a dog ready to bark at any sky
The black horseman who was made up by the bitter night,
wild night which the horseman led
through horrified roads, who had a quarrel
and split up onto four sides of the world
The black horseman about whom nothing is known
whose name was taken by the winds
the black horseman was the only one
who looked for us beyond us and slaughtered our absence
Oh what a horrifying thought of the black horseman
when we woke up bloody
with slit throats, with cut arms
unable to yell and to take
Oh what a horrifying thought of the black horseman
first seen on the Red Banija
who trapped in our skull
runs from our forehead to our scalp
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