14/05/2024 15:38Thi Viện - Kho tàng thi ca Việt Nam và thế giới
Nước: Việt Nam; Thời kỳ: Hiện đại
Đăng bởi Phan Quốc Vũ vào 08/07/2023 21:08
Nguyên tác
There were the days of bitter silent thought
The moon summoned up sadness in the past
The white wave sighed the far heart that I sought
And being also yellow by time’s waste
Then I poured a pain that forget to flow
For precious love not the treasure of night
And weep a boundless long miss moldy woe,
Moaning about you a vanish’d sight:
Then can I grieve at grievances foregone,
And heavily from woe to woe tell o’er
The sad account of fore-bemoaned moan,
Which I new pay as if not paid before.
But if the while I think on thee, dear friend,
All losses are restored and sorrows end.
In Tien Giang province, 2023