There
I will stay
Now.
The quite lapping
Occasional sea-gull
Crying
And here
A few people yet
No enemies.
At least
In this tiny ness
My soul’s a little free
And
Here I will stay me
Here
I will close my eyes
Here
My friend start to play
Albeit a sad
Albeit a gruesome playing
Play
Play the farewell violin.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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