Stars, like grains of sand,
strewn across the curtain of night,
as in an hourglass,
poured into the bottle of his eyes.
Amid a rekindled thirst,
in the boundless desert,
he died.

Stars, like grains of sand,
strewn across the curtain of night,
as in an hourglass,
poured into the bottle of his eyes.
Amid a rekindled thirst,
in the boundless desert,
he died.
