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Poems from: Migjeni 

ultimate
the sky and the gods we killed
a sad event saw:
Shadow… no! – but a woman
with pale face and eyes
black as her life,
with the lip withered in oil,
with a wound on his chest and adorning it
with torn clothes and soul,
with a woman's shadow,
a kens of this world,
a water phantom
danced in the main street.
Two steps forward, two steps back
with bare feet,
with a bursting heart.
Two steps to the right, two steps to the left,
with gray hair,
with chills.
(Once upon a time,
when all of her proud of me
were bursting with aroma,
when you were young -
then they loved him very much.
And today?)
Her life is this dance that drives her crazy
in the streets of our city,
a life is extinguished, a life is exhausted,
their backs are molished, their hearts are broken,
an echo, an echo
who dances late at night
through the streets of our city.