May 4, 2010

While my soul was praying in the night,
I could see like in a dream my guardian angel,
Wearing clothes made of shadows and sunshine,
And above me with a smile it spread his wings;
But when I saw you in pale clothes,
Young girl full of longing and mystery,
The angel ran away from your defeated eye.

You're a demon, young girl, because only with a look
From your long eyelashes, from your big eyes
You made my angel fly frightened,
Him, my saint guardian, my faithful friend?
Or maybe!... Oh, close your long lashes,
So I can recognize your pale features,
Because you- you are him.


 broken roses

Far away I am from you and alone near the fire,
I remember my life lacking in good luck,
Eighty years feel like have passed,
That I am old like winter, that you must have died.
Memories are falling on my soul like droplets,
Awakening in front of me the past nothings;
With his fingers the wind blows into the windows,
It comes back into my mind the wire of sweet stories,
And then in front of me it looks like you're walking through the mist,
With your big eyes full of tears, with thin and cold hands;
With both your arms you grab my neck
And you would like to tell me something... then you sigh...
I hold you tight my wealth of love and beauty,
With kisses we bind our poor lives...
Oh! the heart's voice should forever stay silent,
To forget forever the luck that for a second I had,
To forget that after a moment from my arms you tear out...
I'll be old and lonely, you'll be dead for long! 


      broken roses

See, the swallows are leaving,
The walnut leaves are falling,
Frost is covering the vineyards-
Why aren't you coming, why aren't you coming?

Oh, come again in my arms,
So I can look at you avidly,
To sweetly rest my head,
On your breast, on your breast!

Do you remember when
We were walking through valleys and meadows,
I would lift you in my arms
So many times, so many times?

In this world there are women
With eyes that spread sparkles...
But, however high they are,
They're not like you, they're not like you!

Because you always brighten up
The life of my soul,
Brighter than any other star,
My love, my love!

Late is the autumn now,
The leaves are falling on the road,
And the fields are empty...
Why aren't you coming, why aren't you coming?


                broken roses

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