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translated by means of Christopher Middleton


1
The shortness of your breath was nothing of the present day
We let it pass and
We lit up

2
On each steeple's tip a chicken
That's what you wanted and when sick
Did not end when your big hands were strok

3
Back into the dish you spat the broth
I fed you. You liked
The talkative bards out of North America

4
After weiting several elegies
To fall quietly asleep like Baratynski
You asked for M and speechles
With your fingers made the sign

5
Once end an industrial landscape
We traveled. Another time we came
Close to