From Now On

„ce-am facut n-am facut bine
si plinge inima-n mine
si n-am cui sa spui la cine”
(Folcloric liric from Romania)

I’ll never have the courage
to see the red in dawns and leaves
from now
I’ll never have the courage from now on
to think to
the squirrel dead and melting
to the ground
I’ll never have the courage
from now on
to see your call
in every letter drawn