The Alarm - Το Ξυπνητήρι Poem by Kostas Lagos
The Alarm - Το Ξυπνητήρι
Upon a black horse came
Laughing hysterically
The fearful king of dreams
His followers were fear and screams
Nightmare looked at me and smiled
'You're in my realm and you are mine'
I said 'you can't do me any harm
Because right now I hear the sound
of the alarm! '
Με το μαύρο του άλογο κάλπαζε
γελώντας υστερικά
Των ονείρων άρχοντας ζοφερός
Κραυγές· και ο τρόμος ακόλουθος πιστός
Χαμογέλασε ο Εφιάλτης ρίχνοντας μου ένα βλέμμα
'Σε τούτο το βασίλειο παγώνει των θνητών το αίμα'
Του είπα, 'να με βλάψεις δε θα σου γίνει το χατίρι
ακούω τώρα που χτυπά σαν να ήτανε τρελό
το ξυπνητήρι! '
I never thought even dreams, fears, alarms and nightmare can bring this broad smile.
Saved by the bell (or rather the alarm) ! A very interesting excursion to the nightmare realm.
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9/12/2025 4:03:06 AM # 1.0.0
Thanks, Alarm saved else the dream was heading towards nightmare. Fantastic one Kostas.