and by those who will come,
earth with gardens spoiled
by the sun over the White Town,
the Queen's* heart is being heard tick-tack,
tick-tack, tick-tack, and in the shadow
that crosses the Bridge of Sighs,
and under the pavement on the Alley of Centuries.
Tick-tack, tick-tack and in the walls of history.
The White Town is lighted by the star
which is still making its circle
around the Stella Maris Chapel.
Tick-tack, tick-tack in the triangle of my way
surrounded by royal lilies
from Balchik to Plovdiv and Sofia,
and from Sofia to Plovdiv and Balchik.
and from my heart a bird flies
towards a rainbow coming out of the sky
like a child who raises a kite of paper
in a field full of poppies.
* Mary, Queen of Romania (1875-1938).