Blue · Gale

Perhaps You believe

Perhaps You believe I have forgotten You
because I sank in the city
where the lights never sleep.

Perhaps You believe I have forgotten You
because silence attired me
with its purple mantle.

Perhaps You believe I have forgotten You
because I oscillate between weakness and mystery
as if I were in a mad race, not knowing of myself.

Yes, everything is against us,
everything draws us away from each other
more and more, until

we will stop remembering the day we met.
You will come to me then,
heavy with years, as I know You.

The time of separation is near,
the time of forgetting oneself,
where love will throw me.

Lord, of all the flowers in the field
You chose chicory to raise it up to You,
in the depth of the sky, where freedom reigns.

I often dream about You, although I pretend
I loved You long ago, not understanding
how I can live without You, in waiting’s arms.

Horses run wild amid cars,
waves incessantly hit the shore,
only the clock ticks slowly of oblivion.

Perhaps You believe I have forgotten You,
because I locked You in a blue box,
painted with acacias in bloom.

Romanian version

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