Zicuta
Ora dl crëp unives,
sota l’ega arjenteda
che sgurova frëida
a te curì sciche n mantel
de gotes…
L fulestier te plajova,
si uedl tler
sciche la jeta
che udova tla nuet,
ma ne te savoves nia
cie ti respuender…
Zicuta
You came out of the rocks,
under the shining waterfall,
cold water covering you
like a cloak of raindrops…
The stranger pleased you,
his clear eye
staring through the darkness,
but you did not know
how to answer him…
