Longing for a heavy snowfall

Longing for a snow that is unpremeditated and thicker than death

It needs to come suddenly, it needs to pour down like a pour, slamming all the hate down

I need it so hard. My insignificance is not a snow

A reason to be careless

I want this white that I loathe piled on me! In this infinite wilderness

I want it to erect for me an immortal tombstone

For I am still defiled: this spiteful spell

This shed blood. This shameless love, this reckless knocking

Oh, snow, this prophet, this hypocrite, this enabler and traitor

I want it to heap up for me graves that cannot grow weeds

I see only one good thing in it.

What I have not said to anyone can be heard under the snow