Sokeana hetkenä [English translation]

In the middle of brick houses

he wrote me his name

with Chinese letters

with his charming smile

he tempted me to the gateway

Once a snow tractor

broke a part of this wall

here is an own scent

of a dark stony place

oily hinges of an iron gate

When you move suddenly

from daylight to darkness

it takes time to see again

at the blind moment he kissed me

sure you can't know a person

who doesn't tell a thing about himself

On Sunday it's festive

to walk on a quiet streets

to be on your way to a meeting

people are pulling from twines

they walk their serious dogs