thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,

or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.

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so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,

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than this: where I does not exist, nor you,

so I love you because I know no other way

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risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.

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so close that your eyes close as I fall as藏书网leep.

but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;

I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;

Translated by Stephen Tapscott