***(NOCTURNE I)*** | final version

translator:  Magdalena Kapuścińska

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Do nothing
with this unfinished dream

Don't throw it out of our memory
Let it wait its turn
And a moment until I come for it

and dip my lips into the crescent moon
until I hurt my memory
until dawn expresses its sorrow

and the night bursts with stars
like formerly magic
between us

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