Favola [English translation]

And they tell that he turned into

A tree and he did it

For his choice because he stopped

And looked the earth borns new flowers.

Like this

He became a shelter for rabbits and hummingbirds.

The wind taught him to the taste

Of resin and wild honey

And the rain made him wet.

“My happiness” - he said to himself -

“Here...here...I have found it now when

I feel good,

And when all the time is for me,

And I don't need anyone any more.

What a beauty of the life is!”

But once a girl passed

With such eyes!

Two eyes which stole a bit coulour from the sky...

And he felt his routs were trembling

And how much confusion there was inside of him

Such what only a man knows without a woman.

And he streched his branches

To touch her.

He realized that happiness can be never the half of infinity.

Now the moon and the sun were together,

The stone and the cloud.

The laughter and cry were together.

Or only

There was a man

Who began to live

Now.

It was the singing which filled his great

And immense loneliness.

It was a real chapter

Which every fairy-tale of love contains

To be able to believe in it...