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قصيدة بالانجليزي عن الحياة

قصيدة بالانجليزي عن الحياة





قصيدة بالانجليزي عن الحياة


poem life



Eternity of man, illusion! chimera!
Lie of love and human pride!
He had no yesterday, this ephemeral ghost,
He needs a tomorrow!

For this flash of life and for this spark
Who burns for a minute in your astonished hearts,
You suddenly forget the maternal muck
And your bounded destinies.

You would escape, O daring dreamers
Only to the fatal Power that destroys by creating?
Quit such hope; all the limons are brothers
In front of the nothingness.

You say to the Night passing in his sails:
"I love, and I hope to see your torches go out. "
The Night does not answer anything, but tomorrow its stars
Luiront on your tombs.

You believe that the love whose fiery fire is pressing you
Reserved for you his flame and his rays;
The flower that you break sighs with drunkenness:
"We love ourselves too! "

Happy, you yearn for the great invisible soul
Who fills all, the woods, the fields of his ardours;
Nature smiles, but she is insensitive:
What do your happiness do to him?

She has only one desire, the immortal stepmother,
It is to give birth always, without end, without truce, still.
Greedy mother, she took eternity for her,
And you let death.

All his foresight is for what will be born;
The rest is confounded in a supreme oblivion.
You, you liked, you can disappear:
His wish was fulfilled.

When a breath of love crosses your breasts,
On waves of happiness holding you suspended,
At the feet of Beauty when divine hands
You throw him mad;

When, pressing on that heart that will soon go out
Another suffering object, vain form here below,
It seems to you, mortals, that you will hug
Infinity in your arms;

These sacred delusions, these unmeasured desires
Unleashed in your flanks like fiery swarms,
These transports, it is already the future Humanity
Who is agitated in your breasts.

It will dissolve, this light clay
What moved the joy and the pain for a moment;
The winds will disperse this noble dust
Who was once a heart.

But other hearts will be born that will renew the frame
From your broken hopes, from your lost loves,
Perpetuating your tears, your dreams, your flame,
In the distant ages.

All beings, forming an eternal chain,
Run the torch of love running.
Everyone quickly takes the immortal torch
And returns it in turn.

Blinded by the glare of his wandering light,
You swear, on the night the spell plunged you,
To hold it always: to your dying hand
She's already escaping.

At least you will have seen a sublime flash of light;
He will have furrowed your life for a moment;
By falling you will be able to take in the abyss
Your glare.

And when he would reign deep in the peaceful sky
A pitiless being who contemplated suffering,
If his eternal eye considers, impassive,
To be born and to die,

On the edge of the tomb, and under this very look,
May a movement of love be your farewell!
Yes, show how great man is when he loves,
And forgive God!


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