No, cause you lost your whole mind. And what fire are you exposing there? You, father, my brothers, all the young people, so the time wouldn't erase you. Our grandparents don't exist? No, they do. My grandma is there with her collection of words of wisdom and grandpa is with his wine collection. And that's it? No. There's also me being little, big, in love, sleepless, asleep. A shadow of blue eyes and a lot of music. A night at seaside. Some dried tears. Fragrance of the queen of the night. How much does the ticket cost? It's cheap. A smile. And where is it anyway? Exactly here, in these four chambers from under my ribs, mother.
(Translated by Mălina Ţîru / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year II / Corrected by Silvia Petrescu, coordinator of the translations)
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