Sometimes—when there is no joy,
Even a sparrow
On the balcony
Can make your heart rejoice.
As can a pleasant summer day,
Or even being insanely drunk.
Sometimes when spring
has not yet arrived,
Even a single flower,
Can make a spring.
Sometimes
when there is no freedom
The moon in the sky is freedom
As are the sleepy children
playing on the roof tops
that the moon chases home
for the night.
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