Bosa [English translation]

Dawn, drops of sleep are trembling in the fog

The mark of a bare light foot on the moss

Chilliness is already drawing a net on the glass

The dusk is sewing a coat of clouds for the pines here

This is my place on earth

Here is my time, let it last eternally

The dawn is collecting frost from the willow ways

The mark of all past springs here

Chilliness is already reddening the faces of the suns

The dawn on the hairs of dogs is hurtling to the heathers

This is my place on earth

Here is my time, let it last eternally

The dawn is burning from above the meadows, bringing

Twilight into my hands, I'm waiting in the window

I don't want to count days ever again

For a while, I want to be only the nightfall

This is my place on earth

Here is my time, let it last eternally