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My love, once upon a time your poet

Language: English after the Bangla (Bengali)

My love, once upon a time your poet 
launched a great epic in his mind.
Alas, I was not careful, 
and it struck your ringing anklets and came to grief.
It broke up into scraps of songs 
and lay scattered at your feet.
All my cargo of the stories of old wars 
was tossed by the laughing waves 
and soaked in tears and sank.
You must make this loss good to me, my love.
If my claims to immortal fame after death are shattered, 
make me immortal while I live.
And I will not mourn for my loss nor blame you.

Translation(s): GER

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Available translations, adaptations, and transliterations (if applicable):

  • GER German (Deutsch) (Bertram Kottmann) , title 1: "Meine Liebe, einst", copyright © 2015, (re)printed on this website with kind permission

Text added to the website: 2010-11-05.
Last modified: 2014-06-16 10:04:06
Line count: 13
Word count: 101

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Meine Liebe, einst

Language: German (Deutsch) after the English

Meine Liebe, einst schwebte deinem Dichter
ein großes Epos vor.
Doch, ach, ich war nicht achtsam:
Es stieß an deine klingenden Fußkettchen und scheiterte.
Es zerbrach in Bruchstücke von Liedern
und lag zerstreut zu deinen Füßen.
Die ganze Ladung meiner Geschichten über längst vergang’ne Kriege
wurde von den lachenden Wellen hochgeschleudert,
von Tränen getränkt, um dann zu sinken.
Du solltest mir diesen Verlust ausgleichen, meine Liebe.
Sollte mein Anspruch auf unvergänglichen Ruhm zerschlagen sein,
dann mach’ unsterblich mich, solang ich lebe.
Dann werd ich wegen meines Verlusts nicht trauern und ihn dir nicht verdenken.

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Text added to the website: 2015-10-27.
Last modified: 2015-10-27 09:09:23
Line count: 13
Word count: 94