Voice of the Heart

Like a shadow, parting falls on my shoulders,
The wind brings your breath.
As if in a desert, I await this meeting,
Where there is only thirst and your name.


Do you hear how the memory-bird beats in my chest?
Neither time nor distance is an obstacle for it.
Is it possible to mend this separation,
To wash away this bitter, wicked sorrow?

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The voice of the heart calls through the fogs,
It flies through the mute anguish.
Through the mirages and through the oceans,
I cherish love like a tear.


The stars faded over the dark threshold,
Sleepless nights dictate poems to me.
I will wander after you along the roads,
If only to hear your footsteps.

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The voice of the heart calls through the fogs,
It flies through the mute anguish.
Through the mirages and through the oceans,
I cherish love like a tear.


If the world becomes cold and empty,
If the rivers of hope dry up,
I will read from your lips, by heart,
Those words that sounded so tenderly before.

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The voice of the heart calls through the fogs,
It flies through the mute anguish.
Through the mirages and through the oceans,
I cherish love like a tear.