“I will wait for you, my son, until three.If you are not there,I will run to seek youin the garden, in the courtyard.
I will wait for you, my son, until five.If you are not there,I will run to seek youamong kin and blood.
I will wait for you, my son, until nine.If you are not there,all hope will wither.And if you are not there at ten,I shall have turned to earth,earth to be sown.
I will wait for you, my son, until a year.And if you are not there,I shall darken,black as soot.”
“I will wait for you, my son, until three.If you are not there,I will run to seek youin the garden, in the courtyard.
I will wait for you, my son, until five.If you are not there,I will run to seek youamong kin and blood.
I will wait for you, my son, until nine.If you are not there,all hope will wither.And if you are not there at ten,I shall have turned to earth,earth to be sown.
I will wait for you, my son, until a year.And if you are not there,I shall darken,black as soot.”
