I come out of the shadows
where my cradle stood,
A dark cloud offered the twilight its hand.
On all walls, shadows dance around me.
I read in their mysteries
my fate and also my desire.
Wherever I go,
I always avoid the light,
I trust no shadow,
and not even my own.
I come out of the shadows,
I lived off abandonment
and fed myself from dreams,
no one ever saw my face.
People shuddered in my presence,
they hunted me with torches,
my manner was too strange to them.
Wherever I go,
I always avoid the light,
I trust no shadow,
and not even my own.
I place myself in the shadows,
and do not cast one,
and do not cast one on others,
the night is my home.
Wherever I go,
I always avoid the light.