Volume 5 - ENG
 

Uṛǧǧaγ Teryel


This is a translation based on some corrections by Nass of the French translation (above). And hopefully, as such it is a little closer to the original.


I await the one the ogress waits for
And my heart despairs with waiting
However unjust the waiting becomes
My love refuses to wane.

Days pass for me as they pass for you
I suffer the most for what I endure for you
Your shade lives on in me
Despite the years that pass

Who said that the madman knows his own door?
He is mad but he knows his way home
The heart knows all the roads to its desires
But as soon as it nears its haven an obstacle blocks the way

I am afraid that when I find you
Time will have wreaked its work
And in your place I shall find an old woman with grey hair
But I too shall have aged
And each of us will go their own way.


Zixi
June 2009