-
A child’s tiny feet,
Blue, blue with cold, -
She speaks in her way of her savage seas
With unknown algae and unknown sands; -
The night, it is deserted
from the mountains to the sea. -
Sleep, sleep, my beloved,
without worry, without fear, -
Never, never again?
Not on nights filled with quivering stars, -
I believe in my heart that when
The wounded heart sunk within the depth of God sings -
Let us go now into the forest.
Trees will pass by your face, -
A crippled child
Said, “How shall I dance?” -
And we go on and on,
Neither sleeping nor awake, -
In vain you try
To smother my song:
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