May 5, 2010

By the odd poplars
Often I have passed;
All the neighbors recognized me-
You didn't recognize.

At your window which was glowing
I looked so many times;
A whole world understood it-
You didn't understand.

I've waited so many times
For a whisper as an answer!
A day of life to have given me,
A day was enough for me;

One hour to have been friends,
To love each other with woe,
To listen to the little mouth's voice
One hour, and then to die.

Giving me from your clear eye
A sunshine purposely,
In the way of the future times
A star would have lightened up;

You would have lived for centuries
And many many lives,
With your cold arms
You greatly pacified,

A face always adored
With no other pair
Those fairies that have been living
Since the old times.

Because I loved you with sinful eyes
And full of sufferings,
Which I received from my ancestors
Parents from parents.

Today I'm not even sorry
That I seldom pass,
That sadly your head
Turns in vain,

Because today you look like everyone
At shadow and behavior,
And I watch you carelessly
With a cold dead eye.

You have to enfold yourself
In the saint grace,
And light a candle in the night
For the love on this earth.

   

broken roses

Silently loving I kept the silence,
Thinking that you will like it like that,
Because in the looks I read the eternity
With deadly dreams of pleasure.

But I can't anymore. The longing's power
Gives words to the tender mysteries;
I want to drown in the sweet hotness
Of that soul that knows mine.
Can't you see that my mouth is burnt of thirst
And in my eyes you can see my cold pain,
My young girl with long and blond hair?

With a breath you cool my sigh,
With a smile you make the thought get drunk,
End this pain... come to my chest.


broken roses

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