Day without number - Day of emptiness

You go to bed at dawn and get up at sunset,
There are pine needles and candy wrappers on the parquet.
A short snippet of an unclear day,
A piece of gray light in the window opening.
It's pointless to start something today,
Until the seal was removed from the table
Yesterday's holiday. The sun again
He sits down at four and wants to sleep.

An extra, empty, wonderful day,
Like a gift, an awkward shadow.
No excitement, no rush, no fuss,
Only brevity and the magic of emptiness.
A day just like that, a day without a number,
How grace saved us all.

And the chimes just struck in the distance,
And we hurriedly carried glasses,
We tried to catch the transition to nowhere,
When the old year crumbled into dust, as always.
We were happy, worried, afraid of not fitting in
In the invisible gates there is a New Year's suspension.
We got through, we made it, and here we are now
We open this sleepy door into silence.

An extra, empty, wonderful day,
Like a gift, an awkward shadow.
No excitement, no rush, no fuss,
Only brevity and the magic of emptiness.
A day just like that, a day without a number,
How grace saved us all.

It's good to just stand outside the city,
It's pointless to look at the sky and remain silent.
Feel like yourself again
Six years old, eternal, cozy, dear.
It’s good to lean against a pillar or a shoulder,
To love without being afraid that I will get everything
With a catch. Today there is no catch,
Only a sweet yawn in the muted light.

An extra, empty, wonderful day,
Like a gift, an awkward shadow.
No excitement, no rush, no fuss,
Only brevity and the magic of emptiness.
A day just like that, a day without a number,
How grace saved us all.


January 1, 2026