Persistence of Frailty (Ashent)

She asked to the Lord in dream Why he left her alone in this nightmare So she spoke to the croaking crow But it chattered only a word She laid down on a beach full of dreams And she closed her eyes just waiting for the dawn But the sun sick and worn out Will it ever rise again for her? And the thoughts got lost in the air of the morning Light waves from the great earthquake of the others awakening And they followed the traces on a well-known road Directed toward the beginning before all time And as a child he asked of the priest But he taught him for ceremony So he spoke to his father in sorrow But he answer was only silence He laid down on his bed alone And he closed his eyes just waiting for the dawn And he saw her face again Brimming the empty space every moment And the thoughts got lost in the air of the morning Light waves from the great earthquake of the others awakening And they followed the traces on a well-known road Directed toward the beginning before all time