14 março 2025

Joy (English version of Petiz)

Bare,

Your wheat-colored face I've found.

One hand, open, to love,

The other, closed, of mourning's hardships.

You captivated me.

Like a slender mermaid,

With whose beauty

You lure sailors

To their doomed destruction.

And there you left me,

By Power and Strength, chained facing Caucasus,

Both obedient to the scent of jasmine that flows from you.

Yet, the cherub of Joy

Freed me from your prison.

And, like a joyful child,

I tread upon the green, flourishing grass,

Finding myself, once again, free, unchained and open,

To love.

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