Poem You Like: Said long ago either

martes, 8 de octubre de 2013

Said long ago either

Said long ago either, a thousand summers

But the old tale stirs memories alive

And whenever The heart remember

I get sad and defiantly wild ...

In some countries , by a lake ,

The solitary house on a quiet bay ,

He was born on the poet longing burned

And his passions opeval them in verse .

And lovingly sang . his songs

Do not know anything about fate evils

Marine areas were close to them ,

They had people and losing dah .

He loved everyone, everyone loved it ,

He was gentle like pre dawn sunrise early ,

But restless soul ... and eternally lost

And shumel and pliskal co restless wave .

And one morning slept major bay

And c fog cradle Sleepy town

He then went to a new fervor they howled

I cheated worldwide remote road

Voice strange , secret voice shouted from somewhere in the

He obediently went in secret zov

The sky at the high young eagle was clicked

He revealed the way the world unknown, new .

A third morning we picked up Wing

The algae heard the girl character

It chapel itself ... and the sun was

Mesmerized , crazy nejniot of character .

"Oh wonderful, rage , did you go sunshine ,

Do you drink Ono and eyes glow ?

Fear not , there , you will be mine

The end occurs my wishes ! "

And so the rooster blue water

He stopped his steps and bubbling ,

A heart on girls are hot breath sinal :

" O approach will be mine ! "

He approached ... slight wind from the sea flying ,

A poet in love with the wonderful power

Before his happiness is stronger sang ,

And his voice dzunel in deep night .

Lovely girl was flying ...

And gentle and passionate like the first day

But like all poetova force

In his heart a prey to .

The poet fell silent - his voice zamiral

Lyrics already on fire it did not burn ,

And desperate, fearful , I am cursed

When your heart has promised the gift .

Pack into morning went dreamed major city

With ominous thoughts with soul chmaj

Pack fell in love with another young heart

But a similar fate imposed limit.

And necessarily so , loved hour class suffered

He was sad and joyful , was stormy and quiet ,

Required luck had lost

Sal behind her burgeoning remained verse .

And home vratil.Pak elation bore

After his own house, his native shore .

Darkness already lowered and vnegovi hair

Glow sparks a late snow .

But powerful in tight spaces over nadnal

And all of opsenet home floor

He raised his hand to all his songs

And the rooster passionately for the last time :

"Oh , my letnete lekokrilni birds !

I found happiness . But you happy flight .

Its thin and thrilling strings

For the love of singing in the world! "

And they flew ... And forever will letat ,

The flight will be over the memory alive ...

And like a nightingale landed on my heart

So I'm sad and defiantly wild .

by Aco Sopov Macedonia