DE PROFUNDIS
Even though swans we had never yet seen,
should on the water we chance to descry them,
oh, we would find ourselves joy-stricken by them –
laughing and crying maybe.
Even though swans we had never yet seen,
wings thrashing loudly, were they to fly over,
oh, we would see off this darkness for ever –
finally break free maybe.
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