Take a sharp star with your heated eyes
And sing a lullaby for the night’s dead,
High as sorrow
Like the black Big Dipper.
Not returning to day hold
Each shrinking step
Hold it dearly
As if pressing a loved one’s hand to your heart.
That day you’ll see
Bent beyond the fractured hills
Mankind in weary torment
On the sparkling world’s palm.
You’ll remember each of your steps
By the roadside, kneeling
Before the coffin’s high forest,
Dry as a pine.
(Juozas Kekstas)
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