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Mihai Beniuc - The Last Letter
The end has come in unexpected manner.
Are you happy now?
I notice this new ring on your finger
And understand I’ll have to cancel
My useless expectation. Do the same!
No, utter no word, don’t tell me that’s a form.
I know its full significance at length.
And also know that in your life
You do observe another norm.
Yet, in the face of norm I do not bend.
I’ll never worship you into my verses.
I’ll never show myself in front of you.
I will not blame you cause you are not guilty
And will not say, you did not understand.
I guess, it was a very big mistake.
It could be more – but it was nothing on.
Yet, in eternity of my boredom
I still don’t think that you were betting on.
And yet, a few and furtive touches
Have been enough to make me lose my head,
I could see far too well the vault with angels,
The light into my night of fall.
And when in your frail and tender clay-made body,
I laid majestically Midas’fingers on,
There tolled in me the murmur of the sea
And all these blessed creations above all.
I could see raising up in times
Your statue made up of massive pure gold,
And earnest centuries removing their shoes
And kneeling one by one as slaves,
Down at your godlike socle wait
You stretch with your calm and serene smile
Your right hand which they’ll all kiss
Before it fades away into the abyss.
Oh, if we had stayed together for one hour,
You’d had remained into my golden dream
As an eternal pinky aurora
Of a no meaning, of no sense.
The story ended irreversibly
And I shall really ignore whether you’ll read
By chance these verses
In which I’d like what you will be, but you are not.
I will not crush this dream under my feet,
I will not stain with bad words what I love.
I could have said: “You are like any”
Yet I don’t want to go that deep.
And if the ooze were to burry you like chasm,
You will remain my pure snow-white lily
Lost in desire mirroring abysm
And kept in tender innocence of memory.
An innocent you will remain for ever,
And uttering no words I’ll always love you,
And people will not know as never
Why other women can’t be praised by me.
Up there under the light of mystery,
Bathed in the pure crystal water of my reverie,
You will remain beloved into the sky
An evening tender calm and serene star.
And when, the life will play bad tricks on you,
When they will splash the mud on you all over
You’d better run away into my world of dream
Because we’ll be together and for ever.
And with my tears I will wipe out all your stains,
And I’ll caress you with the yet unwritten lines
And into their sweet and swinging rhythm
You’ll have to feel like into your first dream.
And if I were, as I feel,
To leave away from you in a short time,
When your voice will ever call me’n sigh,
I shall come back to you straight from my tomb.
And if, I were not to cross
For good the mostly locked up bounds,
I would fight hard into the coldest dust,
Weeping with bitterness into the ever growing night.
English Version by
Muguras Maria Petrescu
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