hjemme
Author: Glafira Soldatova
home was covered with forests
that’s how I want to remember it
every strawberry
every raindrop
I left at night
I saw from a plane window
tomorrow following tonight
fields but no forests
in this language
d becomes l
Danmark
landmark
I fell asleep on the seat
using soft sounds as a pillow
hjemme
hjerte
if home is where it hurts
then I find my home
anywhere
on every tongue torn
on every root bled
in every birdsong
ending with a cry
lyd og lys
lyd og lys
yes thanks
oh how to thank you
more than to miss you
yes thanks
ja tak
ja tak
ja tak skuchaju