The Victory of Defeat

 
I see them all lost in laughter and merriment.
They don't see me here in the distance, sitting alone, counting my misfortunes.
And what else?
Writing your name, counting endlessly
as long as blood kicks and flows through my veins.


How tender this sunlight, do you see?
Slipping off birds' wings, the sun crashes leaf by leaf into the trees,
the wind whispers waves in secret, no one seems in any hurry,
the wall's fresco shakes off last night's sins,
noon is ending, evening calls.
Must one leave even on such a day?


Do you want to win? If I win by losing,
tell me, what must be done? Some losses are just like winning!
I understood the victory in defeat long ago, the day you became mine!
If winning comes so easily,
I'm ready in an instant to throw away whatever there is to win!