Dark colors become coagulates,
They never give a turn for themselves.
The saffron autumn started the war,
It starts early and ends late.
The world was a gold color yesterday,
Today it is red fully.
The sky becomes blue, hard to stand for Earth,
Life is irrecoverable during the day.
The day shining – eyes,
The moon is a half because of night’s torment.
Life tells about white and black,
The heart is a half filling with blood.
My feelings also becoming too weary,
The color of the soul never removes.
The night made all colors black,
That is the biggest enemy in this world.
--tr. Asror Allayarov from "The Gate Opened by Angels"
Half Moon -- Antoinette von Grone