They’ve been traveling this road
Telling people they must be loved,
When they saw him coming –thought
After thought, tall getting taller—and
They asked him: Where are you going?
What kind of men and women
Have you so far encountered and
Would you kindly love us?
It seemed to them at this time
On this road that he was somebody
Unusually important. He inspected them
In turn and leaning in said:
"You are the only children on this journey
Of course I will ... —one day.
Wait for me over there, see that cypress hill?"
They said yes, and asked: Are you Death
Perhaps, or a wizard who can free?
Lowering his eyes he replied, "I could be both
But I am just me. Are you the eternal
Orphan lovers, Adam and Eve?"
No, the girl replied, this is my brother,
His name is Hansel and I am Gretel,
Did you not know this? Could you not feel it
In the colours of our dream?