The road we follow for a while
One by one, in line with time
With ourselves, yours and mine
Car after car, heart after heart
Pumping along the straight road
Under the bridge it brings us
I see the blinking light from your car
Signaling left
And, as much as I want to do the same
I push the lever down
And turn the other way
I hope that for as long as
I’m looking through my rear-view mirror
Soaking in the last sign of you
Of lights fading into the night
That you’re doing the same
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem