It hasn't rained
hasn't rained for months now
the meadows and forests blaze
when the sun's matchstick scrapes against them
our hearts are parched as well
it's been so long since it last rained dreams
but our hearts don't catch fire
when the sun's matchstick scrapes against them
(translated by Louise B. Popkin)
Nincsenek megjegyzések:
Megjegyzés küldése