Bucolic wave [Bucolica undă] - Alexandru Macedonski

The bucolic wave sleeps under calm willow trees
Here and there gilded by the sun's beautiful glory,
When in shade, shepherds young, with a skin white as cheese,
Out of willows run naked – pink and bright milky story.

The bucolic wave takes them in its soft and thrilled hush,
Their blonde hair and nice shapes make it feel like a dame,
Trickling on naked bodies shudders gently, ablush,
But they shake it like dancers off their skin without shame.

Added by: Octavian

Translator: Octavian Cocoş
Language: English


see more poems written by: Alexandru Macedonski



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