NO SAYING

No saying Liberty, no saying Equality,

no saying Fraternity —can't say it.

Not tree not stream not heart.

The ancienter law is been forgot.

The flood's taken out the bridge from words to things.

Can't call what a tyrant thinks to decide death.

No saying when we're longing for somebody's presence,

when the smallest reminder empties the blood from a vein.

The language is unperfected, the signs worn down

as old millstones —the action of action. That's how come

no saying Love, no saying Beauty,

no saying Solidarity —can't say it.

Not tree not stream not heart.

The ancienter law is been forgot.

Though when I've heard «My love» from your mouth,

I confess it has thrilled my being—

Whether it's true or if a lie.