Naomi Shihab Nye - Two Countries [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Skin remembers how long the years grow
When skin is not touched, a gray tunnel
Of singleness, feather lost from the tail
Of a bird, swirling onto a step
Swept away by someone who never saw
It was a feather. Skin ate, walked
Slept by itself, knew how to raise a
See-you-later hand. But skin felt
It was never seen, never known as
A land on the map, nose like a city
Hip like a city, gleaming dome of the mosque
And the hundred corridors of cinnamon and rope

Skin had hope, that's what skin does
Heals over the scarred place, makes a road
Love means you breathe in two countries
And skin remembers--silk, spiny grass
Deep in the pocket that is skin's secret own
Even now, when skin is not alone
It remembers being alone and thanks something larger
That there are travelers, that people go places
Larger than themselves