Damunt de tu només les flors
Language: Catalan (Català)
Available translation(s): ENG
Damunt de tu només les flors
Eren com una ofrena blanca:
La llum que daven al teu cos
Mai més seria de la branca;
Tota una vida de perfum
Amb el seu bes t'era donada.
Tu resplendies de la llum
Per l'esguard clos atresorada.
¡Si hagués pogut ésser sospir
De flor! Donar-me, com un llir,
A tu, perquè la meva vida
S'anés marcint sobre el teu pit.
I no saber mai més la nit,
Que al teu costat fóra esvaïda.
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Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- ENG English (Anna Brull Piñol) , "Above you, only the flowers", copyright © 2014, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
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Line count: 14
Word count: 80
Above you, only the flowers
Language: English  after the Catalan (Català)
Above you, only the flowers
Were as a white offering:
The light they gave to your body
Would never more return to the branch.
A whole life of perfume
With its kiss was given to you
You shone with their light
Which treasured your closed eyes.
Had I been a flower's whisper! --
Then would I have given myself as a lily to you
So that my life would wither
On your breast
And never more meet the night
That would fade next to you.
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This text was added to the website: 2014-08-05
Line count: 14
Word count: 84