| I had Thought | ||
| I had seen you for a long time, where you came | ||
| - for always I know, when you are near – | ||
| and I had thought to greet you light and cold | ||
| because I still love you too much, my dear | ||
| In this way I would defend myself with coolness | ||
| and also guard you in the same defending way, | ||
| so all our dreams should become less | ||
| and as late flowers shrink back into ice. | ||
| I had thought… but when you stopped | ||
| with this secret, amazing look, | ||
| and this distant smile I know so much about – | ||
| I understood that my plan wouldn’t work. | ||
| I took your hand and felt from its palm | ||
| A careful stroke, the little caress we | ||
| always used, once, in a crowdie street | ||
| back then - when nothing was over yet… | -Rudolf Nilsen – to English AriZonaMoon. |