Let us,
beside all these walls,
for a mad, fleeting moment,
be in love.
So the earth remembers
that rain still falls,
and the naked elm branch
still keeps the warmth of a bird.
The acacia blossom
longs for your pendant
and counts the moments.
Let us,
for a reckless moment,
be in love —
be in love.
Let us,
amid all this dust,
for a mad, fleeting moment,
be in love.
So dew may rest on clover,
the sky may see your rainbow gaze
on the city’s weary shoulders,
and pain and lies
may fade away.
Let us,
with all this heart-weariness,
be in love.
Let a canary sing,
let golden grapes dance
at the touch of your hands,
let joy return
to lonely streets.
Let us, my beloved,
once more —
madly —
be in love.
Arsalan- Wiesbaden
18.02.2026
