Dragostea Mea / My Love Poem by Magdalena Biela

Eu stiu ca tu nu meriti dragostea
si-mi place totusi sa ti-o daruiesc;
dar parca balta merita vreo stea,
si totusi câte-ntr-însa s-oglindesc…

Nu meriti iarasi clipele de-acum
si gândurile bune câte ti le-am dat,
dar parca merita noroiul de pe drum
petalele ce peste el s-au scuturat?

Iubirea însa e ca soarele,
care ramâne pururea curat
si dupa ce milos i-a sarutat
leprosului, pe ulita, picioarele…


Magda Isanos
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My Love

I know that you do not deserve my love
But I'd still like to offer it to you,
Does the swamp deserve stars from above?
And yet, how many are mirroring through!


You don't deserve all the moments of now
and the good thoughts that to you I emit,
But does the mud from road deserve somehow,
The petals that were shaken over it?

Love is like the sun from heavens sweet
Which forever remains pristine, blessed
Right after he pitifully kissed
The legs of the leper from the street..

My Love