Gray figure that paces
Restless
I saw you in my boyhood
Pacing against the wall
The shadow
The silhouette
And it was grey
And drear night on its way
Was without stars:
Yet restless
Grey the figure paced
Restless
I saw you in my boyhood
Pacing against the wall
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem