Monday, November 19, 2007

Rita - Hachnisini

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let me under your wing,

Be a mother and a sister to me.

Will be, your womb, my head’s shelter,

My remote prayer's nest.



And during mercy’s twilight time,

Talk, and I shall unveil my torment's secret.

They say: there is Youth, in the world.

Where is my youth?



I shall confess you another secret:

My soul burnt in the flame.

They say: there is Love in the world.

What is Love?



The stars cheated me

There was a dream, now it’s gone.

Now I have nothing, in the world.

No Thing.



(H. N. Bialik)

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