in spite of everything 
which breathes and moves,since Doom 
(with white longest hands 
neatening each crease) 
will smooth entirely our minds  
-before leaving my room 
i turn,and(stooping 
through the morning)kiss 
this pillow,dear 
where our heads lived and were. 

 
malgré tout qui respire et des mouvements, puisque le sort malheureux 
(avec de plus longues mains blanches neatening chaque pli) lissera 
entièrement nos esprits 
- avant de partir de ma pièce que je tourne, and(stooping par les 
morning)kiss cet oreiller, cher où nos chefs ont vécu et étaient. 

 
trotz alles, das und Bewegungen atmet, da Schicksal (wenn die weißen 
längsten Hände jeden Knick neatening) völlig unseren Verstand glatt 
macht 
- bevor mein Raum, den verlassen wird ich mich drehe und durch die 
morning)kiss dieses Kissen and(stooping, lieb, wo unsere Köpfe lebten 
und waren. 

 
apesar de tudo que respira e movimentos, desde que o doom (com as 
mãos as mais longas brancas que neatening cada vinco) alisará 
inteiramente nossas mentes 
- antes de sair de meu quarto que eu giro, and(stooping através dos 
morning)kiss este descanso, caro onde nossas cabeças viveram e 
estiveram. 

 
a pesar de todo que respira y los movimientos, puesto que la 
condenación (con las manos más largas blancas neatening cada 
pliegue) alisará enteramente nuestras mentes 
- antes de salir de mi sitio que doy vuelta, and(stooping a través de 
los morning)kiss esta almohadilla, querida donde nuestras cabezas 
vivieron y estaban. 

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