Junho [English translation]

I know it's June, the crazy and gray archer

With his dark and mouldy hood

The arrows that sped by with the wind

Speeding in the night at the yard

I know it's June

I know it's June, this slow clock

This dagger made of slug, this pointer

This bat flying around the lamp

And the lead of an old thought

I know it's June, the dirt of these hours

The shout of these heavens, alas, of anti-dawns

And these cisterns, shadow, gray, south1

And these deep, limpid aquariums

Where many boys will drown

Among blue jam fishes

I know it's June

1. Here he is playing with the sound of words that begin with S