' The Life Of A Siren Poem by Raluca Rodica Ratiu

I've seen the sea singing to the Sun,
A song of love, lost in the wind,
I've seen the Moon crying to the mountains,
Between screams and shouts, asking questions.

The sea was dancing shaking the sand,
The waves were running a marked rhythm,
The wind was laughing acclaimed in the air,
To the sound of a song of love in bloom.

The Sun was caressing the sea,
Admiring his wife dancing serene,
With her white dress and pink lips,
A perfect body... the destiny... Siren.

And she loved him with all her heart,
Vowing to be faithful forever,
Even without feeling his taste,
Or not having touched his body.

But inside her she was keeping a secret,
Hidden deeply in the atrium of the heart,
A dark nightmare, a perfect dream,
Of which did not know even the Sun.

One night in November she met the Moon,
Who saw her crying, sad and alone,
The Siren thought it was her luck,
For months did not say a word more.

'What happened to you? ' the Moon asked,
'Why are you sad, why are you crying? '
'The Sun went away for one month,
And inside my heart it is now raining'.


'Do not be silly, the Sun does not know
To appreciate the beauty, the songs, the love,
Knows giving caresses, and that he does
Without knowing your true taste. '

'But how do you know all these things? '
Said the Siren, watching him enchanted,
'Because it is me who sent the roses,
In your dark hair of fairy. '

And they stood talking for hours and hours,
More or less of life and death,
Of things, family, children ….fury ….
He asked her to be his wife.

'But you are the Moon, you are up in the sky,
And I am a Siren, my kingdom is the sea,
How are we going to live forever
The life together... we cannot do it! '

'I’ll tell you the secret to become human'
Said the Moon, 'if you think you can
When the eclipse comes, if you really love me,
You should give up to everything you have! '.

'Okay, I will', said the Siren,
'But I want to know if you want it too,
With patience, I’ll wait the eclipse,
But prove your love, help me! '

'I cannot do it, I cannot support you,
It’s not up to me to show you the way,
And I will not do it even if I lose you,
You have to choose it, whatever thing it is. '

Days passed, and without gap,
The Siren uncertain of what she felt,
Put to test the love of the Moon,
And started to become accusative.

The Moon saw his Siren hesitate,
Among disputes and hatred, he left,
And without even wanting to kiss her,
Disappeared and forever went away.

The Siren remained in the ocean, alone,
With the wind who was trying to make
The Siren listen to a small fable,
With waves, and ships and events of the sea.

The Moon instead was crying to the mountains,
Shouting and screaming than will never mistake
And not to act for,
The one who forever, forever will love.

The Siren cried for a long time, sad,
But her anger made her stronger,
She became a woman, as does not exist,
And in the world she went to search her fate.

As for the Sun and the Moon,
Even nowadays are singing,
The lost love, which consumes the pain of
Each broken heart, reflecting the sea.

15-01-08, translated from Italian.