I cannot say come to you
I cannot call you while I am like you
I do not call you from climates far away
before fears
if you would find me
in gardens without nightingales
I run away
/ may be you catch me without roses
maybe you wound me /
I stand out to sea at that, it is the way
I do not look at the deep
/ may be my ship rushes to you
I come to you to climates far away /

Translated into English by Richard Mildstone