One day,
I looked out
into the blazing light
and I saw this car,
...
Afraid,
afraid for
steamed-up hot tea
in the morning,
...
Below the clouds,
bruising the surface
everyday now…
something like
...
You're flown away
every night, in every dark,
out the four shadows,
out the window…
...
Who can sing
the windy desert
in which the cliffs fell down
in which the lofty stars went out
...
Therefore, there was no cobblestone,
but I could barely dare to tell you,
to look at the mud,
and the overgrown dust on the walls -
...