It Was a Teardrop / Like Heartbeat to the Heart
[English]
Volume: The Seconds of Teardrops
It was a teardrop
And there! It rains!
It was a teardrop of mine
Falling on the soul of the world,
That touched you in its way
But it did not bring you back.
I paint your name on the canvas of the world
Waiting for your return but, except you,
Nothing can feed my hungered soul,
Not even the thought that you might return
Touched by a teardrop of mine
Raining from my heart.
© 2018 Carmen Silva
[Romanian]
Volum: Secundele Lacrimilor
Era o lacrimă…
Şi iată că plouă!
Era o lacrimă de-a mea
Căzândă pe a lumii suflet
Ce te-a atins în drumul ei
Dar nu mi te-a adus înapoi.
Nimic nu mă poate vindeca
Aşa cum o fac ochii tăi,
Nici măcar gândul că poate vei reveni
Atins de-o lacrimă de-a mea
Plouândă de pe al meu suflet.
© 2018 Carmen Silva
[English]
Volume: The Seconds of Teardrops
Belonging like heartbeat to the heart
Cold drops of rain are falling,
My veil cannot protect
My hair, my face, my tears,
From merging with the earth.
And on your grave, I’m falling,
Remaining in the mud,
I feel just like belonging,
Like heartbeat to the heart.
I want to reach you, darling,
I want to hold you tight,
My feet are roots, and growing,
My body’s now a trunk.
And branches my arms are,
And also, is my hair,
My veil is little flowers
That sparks above your head.
How come that I am here,
Like this, so close to you?
My love for you, forever,
Will make me always bloom.
These blossoms of sweet cherries…,
I think they are my love.
Who would have ever thought of
such a perfect end?
© 2018 Carmen Silva