Friday, October 3, 2008

FROM ME TILL YOU


I am forty and you, little one, are four,
My life span is ten whole times more,
My age is ten times that of yours
Yet, I learn from you how to bloom.

You are my small bundle of spring,
My multiplied motive to live,
My fervent drive to go on living,
With you, I am young once more.

We, a devastated race and realm,
Scattered in dozens of distant abodes,
With countless woes on our rocky road,
We’ve lit again the fire in our hearth.

Each “1” from you, a roof to my “10”,
Each “10” of mine, a pillar to your “1”,
From you till me… one small family,
From me till you… living history.


VARAND
Translated By: Tatul Sonentz

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