I am sitting in Great-Forest,
Lost in thought and listen to the
Rustling birch leaves all around me.
O, when we still walked together
Between shady Forest birch trees,
And I thought that all their leaves were
Clapping magic songs with soft palms
Revealing joy and happiness.
You are still here. And I feel it.
I don’t see you but you are here,
Here you chuckle with your new date
In the shadow of a birch tree.
And until the lilac sunset
Distant birch trees hiss at me,
Their twisted trunks swiftly shiver,
As if each one was a snake that
Thrust its long tongue towards heaven …
Translated by: Maria Bencsath
