Walk
(Translation Evg.Borisova)Already my mind is wandering among the hills,
ahead of my apathetic step.
So we embrace what we are
unable to grasp - the sky, the distance - and so
they are doing from ourselves, but above,
we look capable of ourselves.
And we навстречу веют знаки, мы же
за летний ветер принимаем их.
walk
is already my view on the hill, the sunny,
the way that I started little progress.
This is how and what we could not grasp,
full appearance from afar -
and transforms us, even if not reach wirs,
in that which we are hardly sensing;
blows a sign , reciprocating our signs ... But we
spüren nur den Gegenwind.
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