Let’s go into the world
While it is young and gentle.
Let’s go
While thoughts cannot cut us yet.
Let’s go
While words are too sleepy.
And when the world grows nails
Let’s hide.
When people wake up
Hold me close to you,
Strongly, so that the awakened bustle doesn’t reach me.
Make me warm, when I’m cold…
Please…
Alenka H., 2000-2010, translation