Poetic-Verses from ATHANASE
Dear, Dear Became To Me (English)
i.m. Vaco Ouchev
'...for I love
flowers, eyes, lips, graves.'
Lucian Blaga
Since the day
when your humble life,
O my friend,
departed with the dew,
your name became forever dear to me
and now I can't sleep
without tears
flowing!
Dear, dear became to me,
O my friend,
our poor childhood,
the old forest
of Kenana,
your mother's
white dahlias
and our sweet home town
sleeping among
the lilacs!
translated from the French of Athanase Vantchev de Thracy by Norton Hodges
15.09.06.
My translation into English :
DEAR, DEAR BECAME TO ME
To Vasco Ouchev
" Because I like flowers, eyes, lips and graves "
Lucian Blaga
Since the day, when your humble life,
O my friend,
Left with the dew,
Dear for ever became to me your name
And I may not fall asleep
Without the tears
Pour my eyes!
Dear, dear became to me,
O my friend,
Our poor childhood,
The old forest
Of Kenana,
The white dahlias
Of your mother
And our sweet home town
Sleeping in the heart of the lilacs!
Athanase Vantchev de Thracy
Notes:
Vasco Oushev was my best friend in my childhood. We often walk to the old forest of Kenana, nord of our home town Haskovo. He dead young!
Lucian Blaga (1895-1961): one of the most important poet of Romania.
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Dear, Dear Became To Me (English)
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