4 - English Translations

PASSION OF LOVE


A voice of dream

Is coming from the unseen worlds,

A moonlight, like sunlight

Is shining the features of dark soils,

A fragrance,

Even before the flowers blooming

Is spreading scents

On the sacred garments of times,

Something strange, like fire

Is burning

In the depths of my heart!







PUNISHMENT


Go!

see the faces

of those who hate!

Their eyes are the portals of hell;

From fires that burn in their dungeons

The walls of their hearts are

soot-black.


See those faces

whose teeth peep out from their mouths

and when they talk, from their lips

froth comes forth,

For whom, to face truth

is impossible,


who trample flowers to forge ahead,

on whose skylights, never

do birds sit and sing,

in whose courtyard

sunshine and rains

lose their virtue;


whose tongues are unacquainted

with joyful words

whose words collide

with the ears of the good ones

and become stone:


they who celebrate

death of joy,

release dogs on supplicants

and on their doors

with grotesque colours

paint skulls:


Go---!

see their faces!

from today,

you are one with them!!!








WHY WAS THE EARTH CREATED



Why was the sky created?

stars beyond stars

shaping galaxies,

countless;

in the infinite farness,

unbounded, undefined

courses, directions,

their numbers varying,

made and destroyed;

light borne from light,

darkness from darkness,

one in pursuit of the other,

the splendid shooting stars;

fire, all fire ahead,

the past, all ice, just ice;

in truth, all a farce,

a game of deception,

all but the gravity,


But this was enough,

so why the earth,

why was it created;

the atmosphere, the wind,

mountains and oceans,

fruits, flowers,

fields and forests,

innumerable birds and animals,

water full of fish of all sizes,

for the big to eat the small,

the stronger to swallow the weak;


this animal of reason,

the human,

leading the beasts,

arrogantly bearing his body

on his feet;

his faces so many:

protective and kind

like the cool shade

or harsh and fierce

like the sun’s heat;

bound in alliance

with alternating chains

of kindness and cruelty,

of love and hate;

bound in alliance

with fate,

the son of Adam

the daughter of Eve,

distressing, tormenting fate;


ever-changing ethics of

falsehood and truth;

alarmed by deceit,

this creature,

confounded and helpless,

errant and lost.


Much was created,

so then why me;

why my discerning mind

opened to the mystery

of time and space,

the known, the hidden,

the ever-present,

the realm of

doubt and faith,

the expanse of the heavens above

Laying bare the secret,


why was I then,

instead of the earth

prompted to look

at the sky?


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