351

blah

and

eh

                some

                times

for this

or that

                 full

                 of clouds

I can't

fat

hom

                 or swallows

the idea

behind

                 the sky

                 my head

bla

og

øh

                  nogle

                  gange

for

dette

og hint

                  fuld

                  af skyer

jeg ikke

be

griber

                   eller svaler

ideen

med

                   himlen

                   mit hoved

350

not counting

the generations

                                for a short visit

from sea

                                I pack

to sudden rain

                                the flight of swallows

or cold

sweat

                                and my remaining

water's

water

                                 teeth

uden at tælle

generationerne

                               for et kort besøg

fra hav

                               pakker jeg

til pludselig regn

                               svalers flugt

eller kold

sved

                               og mine resterende

er vand

vand

                                tænder

349

this I have

                          after all

a silence

                          it's not broken

and a sound

to get there

                           the rain

dette har jeg

                          trods alt

en stilhed

                          er den ikke

                          ødelagt

og en lyd

til at komme

dertil

                           regnen