I am only a visitor;
My brothers, blossoms.
Chills shake my bones
Beneath these black robes.
The frosts fell too early
On the sunfilled lawns
And on songs written down
With the blood of my earth.
The frozen ground will lock up our hearts –
We will die, brothers blossoms.
I beneath the black cassock,
You beneath the northern ice.
(Leonardas Andriekus)
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