Nu vreau sa pleci,
durere, ultima forma
a iubirii. Simt ca traiesc
cand pui stapanire pe mine.
Nu prin tine insati, nu aici,
mai departe: in pamantul, in anul
in care te-ai nascut
odata cu dragostea ei,
in tot ce a fost.
Daca nu mi-ai ramane tu,
durere, atat de adevarata,
aproape ca i-as da dreptate.
Prezenta ta ma convinge
ca nimic nu a fost minciuna.
Cat timp te voi simti,
imi vei fi durere
dovada altui timp,
in care nu existai.
Marea dovada peste ani
Ca ea a existat, ca exista,
Ca m-a iubit, da.
si eu continui s-o iubesc.
life slight! Thanks!
Kayram121 1 year ago
Just.........beautiful!
lilianamaya 1 year ago
I Very Much Like it! Many Thanks!
With sincere respect, Raisa.
Rai06f 1 year ago
Beautiful images and music as always, Ada : )
Unfortunately I couldn't find an English translation of this on the net, had to use 'Google Translate' which....
If anyone is able to provide a more poetic and grammatically correct rendition of this poem, I would be most grateful, as I trust Ada's tastes implicitly!
missterribelle 2 years ago