Classic Poem

I

OLD SONG

She never mocks,
Being a calm mind;
But still she laughs. -
Here foam strands with strands of straw;
Reed warbler,
Make your nest on the water.

When under the soft light
That comes out of your beautiful eyes,
We go, we are happy. -
Here straws with sprigs of moss;
Martinet of the blue,
Make your nest in my wall.

In April dawn sight,
And flowering branches
Are full of squeaks. -
Here are his eyes, his smile here,
Love, O sweet winner
Make your nest in my heart.

II

TODAY SONG

I said no, begging God not intrusive,
When you will feel me in your will,
Let my free choice to choose the fortune
One or the other side;

Between a rich slavery and poverty free,
Let me choose, God cedar and reed;
Between gold cage and green branch
Judge made the bird.-

Now I am free night calls me;
I chose the bitter exile, I live in a dark wood;
But I see the stars light up the soul
My sinister azure.