I got to know you well today
Whether you shined
Whether it rained
Your words are wintermusic
That I hummed today
You gave me poems on paper
They fell, they made a terrible sound
I found them in my homework
And nothing gets done
Give me nothing to keep
Except this music to believe.
(1973)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Lovely, musical....