Puteklis [English translation]

When door opens,

Dust grain remembers

How it had died

And had born again.

Different trifles,

Bizarre small delights

Balloon from a party,

Small thread from a scarf.

I become attached to things,

Sometimes I trip over,

Because I remember it all

Very clearly.

Heart gives a thump

Feelings jump up,

One moment you are hiding

And another one - you open your soul for me.

Now I’m living here,

Fluttering in the draught

As a child of fortune

Dust grain of memories.

I become attached to things,

Sometimes I trip over,

Because I remember it all

Very clearly.

Your smiling lips,

Chest, that waits for me,

No, nothing has happened.

I was reborn as a dust grain.

Why has everything changed?

I didn’t forget a thing.

Who will be the seeker in this hide-and-seek game?

Who will find out where are we now?

I touch the mirror, where was

Your reflection as in a fairy tale.

Why is time so edgy in this story,

I rather it stops in never-ending story.

I won’t be thinking about you.

I will be saving strength for this for a long time.

I become attached to things,

Sometimes I trip over,

Because I remember it all

Very clearly.

Your smiling lips,

Chest, that waits for me,

No, nothing has happened.

I was reborn as a dust grain.

When door opens,

Dust grain remembers

How it had died

And had born again.

Different trifles,

Bizarre small delights

Balloon from a party,

Small thread from a scarf.

I won’t be thinking about you.

I will be saving strength for this for a long time.

• Artist:Intars Busulis