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Friday, May 01, 2015

From A Pious Heart

If you have a time
Try to remember me
You should save memories
Like Dew of summer morning

Our reflection on past
There are many favorite memories 
Like manifested life of butterflies
the sweet moment is gone away  

With our tears
Hearty relations are went away,
Which are alive in our hearts
And so those crying eyes
Have had cause artificial smiles.

If you have leisure time
In memory of my poetry,
My memories are living with uncertainty.
Just gather fallen flowers in the garden 
In the memories of our pleasant time
And fill in your old  left palm 
Some time left hand palm lines

There is old saying by a palmist 
"The lines on a left palm shows  
the past instead of the future
to reminds deeds of the past"

If you have leisure time
Why don’t taste your tears
If those are salty 
Remember my desperate cry
If dripping tears are sweet
Those will reminder our laughter’s

Even if you would not have spare time,
If you like or not, wash your face
My love one, please be a poet
and sweet and sad poems 

It will assist you to survive long time 

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Una traducción para: gentlediscoveryinstitute.blogspot.com


De un corazón piadoso:

Si tienes tiempo
Trata de recordarme.
Guarda las memorias
Como el rocío de una mañana de verano.

Reflecionemos sobre el pasado.
Tenemos recuerdos favoritos.
Son como la manifestación de la vida de las mariposas.
Los momentos tiernos pronto se van.

Con lágrimas hemos visto amigos irse.
Pero viven por siempre en nuestros corazones.
Los ojos llenos de lágrimas
Causan sonrisas artificiales.

Si tienes tiempo
Para la memoria de mis poemas
que viven con incertidumbre.
Recoge las flores caidas en el jardín
como recuerdo de los tiempos agradables
Que pasamos juntos.
Mantenlos en tu mano izquierda.

Hay un viejo refrán que dice:
“Las lineas de la palma izquierda
Indican el pasado y no el futuro,
Así nos recordan del pasado.”

Si tienes tiempo libre
Saborea tus lágrimas.
Si son lágrimas saladas
Recuerda mi llanto desesperado.
Si son lágrimas dulces
Recuerda los tiempos en que reíamos.

Aún si no tienes tiempo libre
Lavate la cara quieras or no.
Poetiza mi amor
Poemas tiernos y tristes.

Te ayudarán a sobrevivir por largo rato.

Unknown said...

I really love this poem.
And wanted to translate the poetry of it.
So I tried several times.
I'm still not sure if I've done it justice.
The meaning is deep.