Destin cu baobab [English translation]

The city in a quadrangle of cardboard

was lying cold at the cinema,

And the streets were burdened with whispers

Just between breaks. At five and seven.

In the square with the famous swabian name

A baobab was growing up to the sky

With fruits as big as a house, with bodegas

And mother-of-pearl trains rushing through the branches,

With blue train stations in which we used to sit and smile

at flimsy glasses of absinth

and used to tell stories and laugh

about the fish that were watching us from the window

about the fish that were watching us from the window

In that evening when tender clouds

were mirroring barks and roosters

and snowy doctors with swabian name

were lying in the baobab with the sick ones...

In the square with the famous swabian name

A baobab was growing up to the sky

With fruits as big as a house, with bodegas

And mother-of-pearl trains rushing through the branches,

With blue train stations in which we used to sit and smile

at flimsy glasses of absinth

and used to tell stories and laugh

about the fish that were watching us from the window

about the fish that were watching us from the window