The last night: The night of all nights,
I dreame’d a dream, That I never dreamt;
Thee came and whispered to mine ear.
The next morning, I thought of the night’s dream,
But I couldn’t remember thy sweat words,
But left my throbbing heart wounded.
As the golden sun approaches the dusty dusk,
I wish to be with thee; holding closely,
That would give relief to my scarred heart,
My dear, what did you whisper the last night?