Phan Thanh gian Poems

Kindly show me the vision of heaven,
Eternally grateful my soul will be to you.
Is it far or is it near?
The road is long or is it short?
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The undershirt you gave me last Christmas:
Is made of plain, thin cotton,
It even has a little hole in it :)
But I will cherish it even more than...
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As the Self is confused
It acts like a chameleon.
Changing into green
When surrounded by leaves,
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Where has the sound of court music gone?
The mossy outer walls have darkened in time
Neglect set in, stones crumbled
Care taken away, worn is the carved facade.
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Nous tournons dans un tourbillon béant
Qui nous amène vers son centre néant
Et quand nous ne serons plus ici
Le tourbillon continuera toujours en rond,
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My vision is blurred
Words dance in front of me
In wild, vertigo-induced rhythms
Colours melt into fine grains of sand
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May you fall fast asleep in my arms
As your angel eyelids close,
Revel in your dreams of wonder
You will soon see tomorrow's dawn
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