Еще одно мое грустное творение. Опять на английском. Быть может, когда-нибудь…я буду писать на русском – сейчас же английский как-то ближе)))) Навеяно следующей картинкой))))
Departure.
“Wait! Do not!”
“I cannot wait…”
“First step will break my heart.”
“Come on, don’t cry.”
“I can’t.”
“Believe, I will return one day.”
“I know it isn’t true. There will be days; there will be nights so lonely without you.”
The golden light of candle lit
Was lightening her face
As fair as the moon can be
In summer cloud’s embrace.
He stroked her hair, he kissed her lips,
Her fingers and her knees.
“On Earth! Why do you tell me this?”
“I WANT you to be near!”
“I will return again and then
I will be next to you.
Your love will help me to come back,
I’ve never lied to you.”
“Then, go! Because you’ll quicker come
The sooner you will leave.”
The banging door, the light died down,
The woman left in grief...
The silent lonely teardrop
Fell down her fair face
As fair as the moon can be
In summer cloud’s embrace.
Для знающих Сильмариллион - это один из феанорингов - Маэрос Майтимо)