If they are going to make a gallows
of this plane tree,
And if they are going to make a fire
of the boards of my grand piano,
Then during my lifetime
I have been breathing
while I was hung.
then I have been ice
while the sun was being trampled under my feet!..
Page 52. 1964
From the Book "Far Green Island"
by Vagif Samadoghlu
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