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joi, ianuarie 12, 2006

The beloved

I can hear everything: the wind, the cry and the whisper,
for the beloved is lying under seven hills,
in a wet ground.
I can hear what they’re speaking, every thought I follow,
for the beloved is lying under seven hills,
in a wet ground.
Do you see the dawn arising, red as betrayal?
for the beloved is lying under seven hills,
in a wet ground.
It’s the light of a new day, which will end the way all ended,
for the beloved is lying under seven hills,
in a wet ground.
Don’t you see, you need arousal,
for your beloved is lying under seven hills,
in a wet ground!
Turn the wind and fly back home, freely,
for the beloved is lying under seven hills,
in a wet ground.
Love again, love thoughtlessly
for the beloved is lying under seven hills,
in a wet ground.
And give heart to each day of living
by your beloved on those seven hills,
in a sacred ground.

(2005)

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