Det ensomste av all trær er korsets tre... Det blomstrer først i himmelen.---Der einsamste aller Bäume ist das Kreuz des Baumes ... Es blüht zuerst in den Himmel .---The loneliest of all trees is the wooden cross ... It blooms first in heaven .--- Le plus solitaire de tous les arbres est la croix de l'arbre ... Il fleurit d'abord dans le ciel .--- El árbol más solitario de todos es la cruz del árbol ... Florece primero en el cielo.

There are illnesses worse than any sickness;
   Jealousy perhaps.
There are pains that don't ache,
   Nor even in the soul,
And yet they're more painful than those that do.
There are anxieties from dreams that are more
   Real than the ones life brings;
There are sensations felt only by imagining them,
   That are more ours than our very own life.
There are countless things that exist
   Without existing, that lastingly exist
   And lastingly are ours, they're us...
Over the muddy green of the wide river
   The white circumflexes of the seagulls...
Over my soul the useless flutter
   Of what never was nor could be,
   And it's everything.

Give me more wine, because life is...
   Happy day.