~*~

Bring me that canakin, 'cause I tremble with thirst,

which has the dawning sun's filtering rays

rasping salinity from a thousand seas

still in the swells of nativity a vow ordains

Fill up my chalice 'til it spills over

send out the cortege, mounted in drunken intoxication

by the labour of a spring, sprightly and frolicking

Since I have risen from my winter's hibernation

(Yrre 25 Mar 2013)

L Patrik W Johansson english version 16 Apr 2016

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