the happy prince

i ll write a poem and then die..

i ll take a sparrow's feather from a forgotten little nest 

and let it fly..

the girl of unbearable beauty comes to me, 

i ll kiss her once and  send her away..

let nothing belong to me..

let them all speak  of freedom ..

unmeasured...

 

let them speak of me ,

just once at my funeral

and then forget me..

let my song inseparable,

from the wind and  all its friends

and that will be it