a leaf that falls in autumn mood
(at)tempting to cut the sky in two
bearing the trace of bloodshed
a room too crowded for suicide
(in)tended tears from someone’s eyes
as clear as the dew at sunset
(these would only wash out from my eyes
so I let them take their time
these would only burn into my heart
the colors of fire)
a full-grown man turned to a child
as he would stand by a woman’s side
shy enough to be noticed
„líp než svatí mourovatí ví
jak cupitat po špičkách
víc než světem unavený
a nahý jak dým
a ti svatí jen hlavou kroutí“
and all the dreams and all the crimes
as it would seem walk side by side
as the earth grows old and tired
