Concrete · Kiss

Bitterly

When the night unfolds in long ribbons
You come to sprinkle everything with soft peace,
and allow mysteries to come out in moonlight,
when the storm of our thoughts fades away.

We choke under the clear blue sky,
our lungs no longer want to receive
an air that is everyday more solid –
we need teachers to learn how to breathe.

In this day that rushes endlessly
we cleverly avoid the holes in the asphalt,
one after another, one after another, but we forget
who we are, and how to name You.

Only when the night unfolds in long ribbons
You come to sprinkle all with bitterness,
any precious shiny symbol
that could tie us to this world.

Romanian version

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