To my son - Song to Merlin

So many questions – a thousand,
Have entered my old mind bottom,
That I can't think and I've forgotten
Whence comes this oblivious sand.

A man among so many people
Is too little but he is a man,
And you've learnt that a drop can
Fill the foamy ocean riddle.

When you find the love you spend it.
You'll learn of what it's missing anew.
And once again you'll know that you
In vain live without love and heart beat.

When the all seem to be lost
Fight! And you'll understand and see
That what is little within you and me
For each of us has the heaven cost.

Traducere în limba engleză: Clelia Ifrim.

0 Comentarii

La această poezie nu au fost adăugate comentarii, fii primul!

Pentru a lăsa comentarii este nevoie să te autentifici. Nu ai cont? Deschide unul!