Now I am leaving a half-bit of the kingdom -
Eight more meters of land on my country’s
Small island of fully extinct vernaculars -
Great domes all made of last year’s stover
Now I am leaving a half-bit of the kingdom,
Gems of the crown, two withered small eye-balls,
Also the slimy tail of a ship rat,
Also the fifth leg of a stray cur l'm leaving.
Now I am leaving a half-bit of the kingdom,
The spring will punish me for my excessive lightness.
I'll come back to knock at gates and also
In the time of winter to beg for some snow.
Now I am leaving a half-bit of the kingdom.
Ex fight, ex fright, ex howl, ex blow.
The keys of the closed lab left in the lobby.
I walk away. And the dawn
Is breathing just in my hind head,
Shrugs the shoulders, and then it
Makes a bow from waist waving his hand.
Now I am leaving a half-bit of the kingdom