SO YOU FOOLED US ALL, LITTLE ONE
The water in which you were bathed and baptized
Had no tide
The water had
Mirror of death and fear of love
I see the world through a ring
Is that our destiny
To have
Neither sleep, nor roof over our heads
Your cradle of soft moss
Your boat resembling a butterfly
Was burned by an unfaithful star
With the world map
And with a piece of bread in my pocket
I will wander the crooked paths
And I will be baptized
Before the stillbirth of thunder
And they will not find my heart at home
The heat I had
Before I meet you
Melts the ice in winter
And raises the crocuses
Those who thought of giving birth to you
And gave birth to you
Now they stand with diapers in their hands
And look at that empty part of the sky
From where your star fell
I thought I would make for you
A cottage of sun and shadows
But a rabbit full of misfortune
Meet us as we walked
And blocked our way
Mother womb
The heat of birth
Became cold air
And wild roosters do not crow
Snow caught their voices.