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Someone in a tales is walking your rooftops.
Only he is stirring in the city by night.
He listens. Old gray veins quicken—sound
Through courtyard and synagogue like a hoarse, dusty heart.
You are a…
Who cares if eternity won’t know me,
if no one ever watches my footsteps—
but now, right now, when hearts are burning,
I come with fists in my song.
Of course I’d like to sing myself away,
to cry…
Today, the world was unfurled once more and renewed.
The teeming earth, the whispering green, the swelling bud.
Everything shook, as the tense body of a virgin
Becoming a joyful wife might be shaken…