In the Beginning of Winter Again
The sunset elapsed by a while ago
Just for a moment the reed-jungle trembled alike
The odor of the green-grass of the same times
The same ecstasy for the approaching of spring
The same glory of the doors, rooftops, terraces - and I am
The banks of the grey waters of the evening - and I am
[Translation by Zafar Iqbal Syed]
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