Cărtărescu words

Dear reader.
I’m in bed with a cold. I have time (and energy) to read (and write a little).
I get better when I read lines like these, from Mircea Cărtărescu, “Travesti”

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“I lay down in the grass and let the constellations veil fall over my face. I was an hourglass with stardust that slowly trickled through my pupils and slowly filled the skull with myths and fairy animals and pale star coolness.”

My own amateur translation
Enjoy
/Sten

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