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Canzonet 1

Канцона

How many of earth’s oceans I’ve sailed, oceans
ancient, gay, foam-covered;
how many matchless nights and days
have gone guiding caravans across the steppes...

How we laughed, then,
my Muse and I, free...
Rhymes flew together like birds,
so many—I don’t dare remember how many.

Only love is left, calling
like the strings of an angel’s harp,
like a thin needle stabbing the heart
with Heaven’s blue lights.

Only you are left. I’ve seen,
my eyes open, the night’s sun,
and you are all I live for,
work for, fight for.

In this restless hell of mine — yes,
you are the pilgrims’ Jerusalem.
I should mention your name
with a seraphim’s tongue.

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