The burden of illusion / Koziorowska

I don't know the names of your memories.
I don't realize silence,
which replaces empty hours.
I'll stay here.
To say goodbye to your dreams.
My tears await the truth—
the 1 in the poisoned stars.

Silence is the best alibi –
He'll aid you avoid
Screaming and bitter tears.
Your sky is crushed with clouds present –
The sun is looking for a shortcut.

I may learn not to believe
Your memories;
what awaits the end,
It'll stay forever.

The stones are falling from the sky – autumn will be late
Ten minutes. Open wide
window – the moon awaits on the windowsill,
dressed in kir.

Maybe I'll meet this 1 star,
What will I dedicate to the sequel?
Maybe I'll realize the earth, what it endures
The weight of my illusions?