In this big ball
where people all
wear tinted masks,
I'm out of place
...
The bird thirty flew out,
and I stood still,
staring at its flight.
...
From the moment you go to say Dad,
a couple of hulks stand against you.
How they've popped up,
you'll never know.
...
The cocoon I'd weaved,
turned to fetters
instead of silk,
and I went on spinning
...
پیله ای که تنیدم
نه ابریشم
که بندی شد بر پا
و من بی خیال پروانه شدن
...