Facing the wind

wearing a hat that won't make him vanish

and cloaked in his coat - in the midst of a dusty storm

the thin man

will browse the space (i.e. with his eyes)

he will not yet pick you flowers

until it is time to meet (literally it says: Until he sees you)

 

(…but in this narrow alleyway

among mounts of junk and rubbish

he'd lift his beak up

and flap his wings…" i.e to fly")