However, I’m full of joy, he said,
I’ll bring you a dress made of splendour
I’ll bring you two birds made of light
to sit on your shoulders and their
light-blue shadow, like two small boats
of a child’s notebook, will float in the light.
Two cicadas for earrings — I’m full of joy,
I’m saying to you, I only need you to believe
in all these. I’ll take care of all the rest,
the splendour, I mean, the birds, the cicadas
and that you’ll be full of joy.
Ah, what a colour the sundown has! Will you
have time? Don’t cry, just a dress,
I’m saying to you, made of red splendour.
Don’t disappoint me. If you won’t get it
I won’t have it.