I can't put love off for another century
I can't
although the cry is strangled in my throat
although hatred bursts, crackles, burns
beneath grizzled mountains
and grizzled mountains
I can't put off this embrace
this two-edged sword
of love and hate
I can't put off
although the night weighs centuries on my back
and indecisive daybreak still delays
I can't put off my life for another century
nor my love
nor my cry of liberation
I can't keep putting off my heart
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem