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Noah
Translated from Nichita Stanescu

A is a letter, I another letter
I play the fiddle like a fool
Dog is an animal, Grass a plant
From whence the mad in you takes a jump
The eye is a loss
The word a joke
Upon which, upon a plank
Of the hours, of the waves
Our lives, many
We save