And the city stood in its brightness when years later I returned,
My face covered with a coat though now no one was left
Of those who could have remembered my debts never paid,
My shames not eternal, base deeds to be forgiven.
And the city stood in its brightness when years later I returned.


"And the City Stood in Its Brightness" (1963), trans. Czesław Miłosz and Peter Dale Scott - Bobo's Metamorphosis (1965)


And the city stood in its brightness when years later I returned, My face covered with a coat though now no one was left Of those who could have...

And the city stood in its brightness when years later I returned, My face covered with a coat though now no one was left Of those who could have...

And the city stood in its brightness when years later I returned, My face covered with a coat though now no one was left Of those who could have...

And the city stood in its brightness when years later I returned, My face covered with a coat though now no one was left Of those who could have...