by Pellumb LamajInside the four walls,
Besieged by pitch darkness,
My braving body crawls,
Can’t tell when sun rises.
Within the four walls,
Worn out of loneliness,
Surrounded by ghouls,
Of prison cell darkness.
Inside the four walls,
Lie down on ground frosty,
Waiting when night falls,
To turn to God Almighty.
Within the four walls,
In silent night sadden,
I wait in vain the Lord,
He is high up in heaven.
SpaƧ 1979
Translated from The Albanian by Hilda M. Xhepa
Translated from The Albanian by Hilda M. Xhepa





