Meeting (English version)

[Samanta_Stochla]

You were standing drunk
outside the shops.
I was going home.
The party had just finished.

''Stop'', you said, ''talk to me''
It was raining. You began to sing.
How could I move forward?

Ten years on and you have gone.
I don't know when.

I don't know how.






Translation by Sylwia Prokopiak