Laugh in the face of the sun on a cold day.
Write a whisper on the glass of your small room.
Shake your left hand warmly.
Comb your curly hair in the dark.
Write a gypsy poem in the language of flowers.
Talk to the black cat on the street.
Drink a cup of coffee with an old man at the café.
Walk toward the sunset path alone.
And remain silent for a while,
if possible.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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