I can’t help but listening to the voice
Of my mind. But I’ve a human soul.
And sometimes I like to play with toys
( Different ) more than to read a novel
Of the highest thoughts. And now guess
When I’m child, when I’ m a girl of eighteen.
Do I know love?
Well, more or less,
But we’ll talk of it some years later.
There is no need for you to laugh
At your actions.
Why d’you call them silly?
No need. It is a human life
And it’s natural to have a feeling…
***
In the vast field of life,
In the beauty of evenings
You must know my love
Is the greatest of feelings.
1973