Swallow
I dreamed for a long time
In my ancient castle at home,
But I saw the birdy flight,
Little swallow in the stone hall.
Wheezing bird desires a freedom -
I should let it fly to blue sky.
Let it fly, let it sings -
Life is very short for cage.
Days and nights, ground and sea,
Salty stones and breeze of ocean:
These guide me to shining glee,
To pure love without contortion.
Swallow flight is like a freedom,
Swallow flies there it desires.
Love is leading to God's Kingdom
Every human, who aspires.
Lily of Tripoli, secret and mistery,
Star upon ocean, lightful and shimmering!
Long time ago I felt love to your honesty,
Now I sail to you, are you still wait for me?
Only the Lord's holding us in His mighty hands,
Hearing His voice is the best of the destiny,
Let every heart knew about the happiness,
Let every heart fly to heaven in sheeny glee!
My death is near, but I'll see you before I die,
Crystal of purity, lily of Tripoli!
If you did not exist, I would come up with you,
Lily of Tripoli - but you're not only a dream.
15-16.06.18
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Андрей Линдал 30.07.2018 10:45 Заявить о нарушении
Эта история донельзя романтичная, а на тот момент как раз меня подстегнули перевести кое-что другое. И пошла рифма... Вот и получилось, что в переводе отсылки к небесному открытые: в оригинале более нейтрально. А тут стало похоже на духовный гимн.
Линдалэ Тэлери 31.07.2018 02:01 Заявить о нарушении
Андрей Линдал 31.07.2018 06:07 Заявить о нарушении
Линдалэ Тэлери 04.08.2018 23:18 Заявить о нарушении