Heavy burden, your fragile body

With my gnawed liver,
With my lashed lungs,
With my fingers stained and tarred from nicotine,
I am of no use to anyone.

I cannot believe
That you would be foolish enough
To bestow your love on me.

I don't know what to do
With my insomnia,
With those shadows of fallen friends.

Heavy burden,
Your fragile body.

Abdullah Konushevci, New European Poets, traduzido do albanês por Robert Elsie, Wayne Miller, Kevin Pruffer (eds.), Graywolf Press, 2008