Curled up tightly before sleep I take on a primeval cuteness. Draw eyes on me.
I've got one single thought.
I say it out loud till it loses all meaning
And becomes impossible to realise.
Shame is taking hold of me.
I lost my eyes as I was crossing the bridge.
A fish took them to the bottom in its mouth and now they're making a pearl.
Translated by Mirza Purić