On Monday/Lunea

In every Monday/ In fiecare zi de luni
I write about the roads of the dry forest/ scriu despre drumurile din padurea uscata
A brown squirrel runs through the room/ o veverita maro alearga prin camera
It stops near my desk smashes nuts/ se opreste langa biroul meu sparge alune
a white wolf with bright eyes sits on my scarf/ un lup alb cu ochi stralucitori se asaza pe esarfa mea
from my heart gush a lot of ink planets/  din inima mea tasnesc o multime de planete de cerneala
and cling of antlers of the red deer /  si se agata de coarnele cerbului rosu
like a soap bubble full of life/ca un balon de sapun plin de viata
everything while I still browse among thoughts of snow/ totul in timp ce eu mai rasfoiesc printre gandurile de zapada
In every Monday/ in fiecare zi de luni
I run barefoot in Hyde Park / alerg desculta in Hyde Park
I run and I  run then I take over again and again/ alerg si alerg apoi o iau de la capat
perhaps I will have much more luck in this life/ poate voi avea mai mult noroc in aceasta viata
(Other days
– We know: days go one by one –)
In Kensington Gardens

In Hyde Park



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