Another one begins on edge,
Another one is far too late.
Quick, crawl out of this soft warm cave —
Eject your daily filth.

Look at the wall —
Pristine white lime;
Look a the sky —
Diffused by clouds light.

Drink water, sip a bit —
There is no grass to touch.

A blind warm fiend politely crawls your neck —
Pray tell my dear friend, what time is it?

"It's time to go to bed."