Hurricane, poem wrotten in 2017, translated 2019

Hurricane charged for the whole long night
He opened the booth and everything moves away
The forest flies in
Miracles are a dangerous sequence

The Leshy whispers curses the weather
All in the embrace of high water
Like a hooligan fell in love with someone's daughter
A stupid boy is stalking all night

Heaven is ruthless water
Risen lefthand from the abyss of ice
And whether that was the point
In the spell of adversity
Now the forest and the devil are like brothers on a platoon


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