lundi 23 mai 2011
mercredi 18 mai 2011
Days may come and days may go,
Your memory still brings happiness and tears
Some people notice and some don’t
You are around, we feel it
Love blooms and fades away
You still remain in each of us
Time has flown by, unmoved by our grief
But we still recall the moments
The precious instants of our time together
Small breathes of joy
I want to relive those times of innocence
when life was a sweet happy ride
when death didn’t bear a name
when our friend was a passing ray of sunlight
So while we make our way through existence,
And share this moment of grief together
I believe you are there in the distance
Our hearts and soul with you forever
samedi 7 mai 2011
Aux pieds de la Szent István-bazilika de Budapest, il y a une ruelle.
Dans cette ruelle, il y a une librairie anglaise.
Dans cette librairie anglaise, il y a un livre de poésie.
Et dans ce livre de poésie, il y a ce poème. Alors la petite Française passant par là a pensé à toi en lisant cela...
Since you are nowhere, I look for you all over,
sun, meadow, lake, cloud, a hundred landscapes
always the world shows you somewehere
and always it hides you, but the mistakes
of my probing eyes lead me to you,
so that light-shadow, fairy zithers
flash your voice, your eyes, your lips,
the silent playfulness of the imagination:
I see you and I don’t see you, your dear name
your heart makes resound in my ringing heart,
but from moment to moment I lose you again:
I reach out to the stars and I listen,
your pursuer, I, still, as if pulled down
by lead, into your grave, withdraw into myself.