Venice masks

Wednesday 30 August 2023

I hate you - I love you - Vazha Pshavela

I hate you because, why are you powerless 
with strong arm and weeping face 
and your fate, fate black fate 
why shrouded always in black? 
You who condemn the friend and fail to recognize the enemy, 
you who conclude a truce with your undoer, 
awaiting your fate by lying on your side, 
with empty pocket and unlit mind. 
Still I love you, onto my wounded dream 
you are sewn like a diamond button; 
I could never forget you, you're never apart from my heart, 
whether I'm awake or asleep. 
Poison burns my mouth, confusing my mood, 
at the end it still seemed sweet. 
Also most likely it's a law of nature; 
If you are mother, I belong to you as child!

Vazha Pshavela [Luka Razikashvili] (1861 - 1915) Georgia
Translated by Lela Jgerenaia
Source: Algeo.org

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