The last dream [Cel din urmă vis] - Veronica Micle

O, my sweet dream, so blessed and bright,
You, which I know to be the last,
Just as you came to me in flight
Now go away and vanish fast.

It's been a long time since my heart
Has been secured like a caged dove,
And since I told it to be smart
And not to put its faith in love.

Today, I know it is too late
To love again, to light the flame,
And in my mind to re-create
That foolish, but delightful, game.

I loved him for a moment then
When briefly deigned to come my way,
O, dream, go back to your dark den
And take my tragic love away!

Added by: Octavian

Translator: Octavian Cocoş
Language: English


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