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.