My heart has fallen down under your feet;
Listening to your love-song
Coming from the distant shore of the Atlantic ocean,
My heart has utterly been destroyed like the land
Fallen prey to an earthquake,
And I, taking the flute of Orpheus at my hand,
Have been obsessed in singing you day and night.
Eurydice, my Love, come back on my earth;
I want to see your flower-bloomed face
In the sunrise of morning again.
In the moonlit-night, I want to see again
Your sweet smile flowing like a spring
Among the hills.
Wow! That's a love poem. Held me with each work. Descriptive by imagination!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Breathtaking with your outpouring of love for Lorena!
I love your comment.