Each Word From You .....

Each word from you is like a seed.
Boring its root deeply.
I am awakened by a secret pain
and find no cure.

Then each movement you made
consumes me like a bitter thirst.
Each sound and each glance
are close, clear and great.

My day is grey with me and mine,
which blurs your image.
But mirror-clear is the world of night,
where you are everything, everything.

Translated into English by Jenny Nunn in "To a friend".

Swedish original

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