THE DAY WILL COME WHEN THEY'LL CALL YOU FROM THE STREET
The day will come when they'll call you from the street:
And you'll go downstairs three by three.
It will be nighttime
and your eyes will have finally found the color
You'll be making dinner or reading.
You'll be alone and you'll go down right away.
A scream a word
that will be like wind pushing you all of a sudden
toward the dream.
And you'll go downstairs three by three
With a knife in your hand.
And the street will be empty.
Translation from Laura Healy