All regrets
unravel
I like to know them
aligned
soft
on that thin line
of memory
it had to be you
the one that bleeds my lips
and breaks my cloak
leaving me like that …
as I was in the beginning
to have around my neck
just that string
of regrets
this nudity
of my soul is the most terrible
I do not have anymore
anything that is mine
nothing for sale
English Translation by Zorin Diaconescu