Yet again
Yet again
I have been many a dusk gazing
Many a night with tears in the eyes
Many a dawn of dried tears
And in the heart rising mists of joy and
Day
Thus
Again bring me as before - as frequent
And I shall have more Wisdom welling
Up from the Brain Organ.
Sed iterum
Sed iterum
Plures fui in tenebris, aspicientes
Multa nox oculis lacrimans
Multa aurora siccae lacrimae
Et in cordis ortu caligini gaudii
dies
Sic
Iterum me adducere sicut prius - sicut frequentes
Et plus habebo Sapientiae salientis ex Organo Mentis.
I be as Ghosts that walked on waters
That was by Bighi yesterday.
I be as Shades that walked below the Fort
Saint Angelo
As white skeletons I walking passed with Shades and Ghosts.
Nervous as them and in proportion wise.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem