I walked along a wide path which stretched straight and long in front of me, out of the city, through low, last huts.
I faced the sun as it set: over there where the path climbed the hill there she stood in front of me, menacing, red and mute.
She banished me with her last rays, and as I wanted, I could my looks do not escape from the gaze of the ember's eye.
Then she sank behind those long hills, that bordered the horizon far and wide, and my two eyes were orphaned.
