The Wolf’s Song

(Fernanda Lavallier)

The dawn has come –

The wolf is tired –

A present’s flower,

That reaches the sun.

Night slipped away

Without review,

As good as new

And no more trail…

Only ancient fear

Lasts for ninety days,

Plenty of stargaze,

Goodbye to queer…

I still belong

To wolf who hurts

My innate Earth,

Who broke its song.

«Наотмашь – дубиной,

Травить ее – псиной!»

Тихий шепот. Волчий стон,

Волчий образ – будто сон…

And starts his own

For gumming time.

In Hockenheim

I’ve left my soul.

December 17, 2007

Copyright © Fernanda Lavallier, 01.04.01