for Une

I just wanted to say that I miss you.
That I love you always, that I'm rarely upset.
I remember. I try to see the light as though it were
inside of me — and sometimes I succeed.
Two mirrors that are reflected back onto each other.
We really are incredibly alike.
You must realize how hard it is for me,
however beautiful, however lovely you might be,
to recognize you in a young girl,
well, I imagine it's not easy for you either,
if you too see how similar we are.
And it's comical to beg your forgiveness.
But what can I say. Tatan died
beside Frank Zappa's Memorial. Pangus is alive.
He's grown old, he stinks, but he's sweet.
I'd say, a terrorist. Sometimes he likes
to mark his territory at the US Embassy.
Auntie still gets around, God willing.
I don't even know who winds the clock now.
Nana has almost learned to hide her pain
beneath a smile. She knows how to sting.
Mama, I heard, has broken,
I can't remember, I think, her leg, or maybe her arm.
Artūras has hurt something again.
And Donis, remember the one who 'was forever,'
well, I saw him the day before yesterday
in town with a hot woman from a TV show.
Therefore om tat sat, the world doesn't stop.
How is Robert, let's say, the first?
What's new in England? The English?

Translated by Laima Vincë