14/05/2024 09:07Thi 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 21:09
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
The rock moaned about you a vanished sight
Then died in poetry, being foregone
The rock - me no one wants to tell over
The miserable moss of future moan
That I have never not lived well before
If the rain changed from love into the friend
Would be a sadness for the graceless end.
In Tien Giang province, 2023