Lajos Kassák: I Am With You

In front of you I go
you in front of me
the early sun’s gold chain
jingles on my wrist.

Where are you going — I ask
you answer — how do I know.

I speed up my walk
but you speed all the more.

I in front of you
you in front of me.

But we stop in front of a gate.

I kiss you
you give me a kiss
then without a word you vanish
and spirit my life away.