I don’t get it into my head
She says
Why in this scorching summer
We’re at the zoo gate.
There wasn’t a soul at the counter
Except the heat lulled ticketman
And before him a man and a woman
Arm-in-arm companion!
What’s the pleasure
Of staring at half-starved animals
Counting times in caged dooms
She fumes.
Don’t mind the weather
I tell her
Get it into your head
We’re here to be together.
Let’s find a tree’s shade
We sing in chorus
Let’s go ahead
To rebuild a place
For two old lovers!
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I would like to translate this poem
There are lots of messages and wisdom in this poem. Great title. It feels very real.