There has to be more: poem by Arseny Tarkovsky
In the film, the Stalker recites a poem by Tarkovsky’s father, Arseny Tarkovsky:
Now summer is gone. And might never have been. In the sunshine it’s warm. But there has to be more.
It all came to pass, All fell into my hands Like a five-petalled leaf, But there has to be more.
Nothing evil was lost, Nothing good was in vain, All ablaze with clear light But there has to be more.
Life gathered me up Safe under its wing, My luck always held, But there has to be more.
Not a leaf was burnt up Not a twig ever snapped … Clean as glass is the day, But there has to be more.














