Perhaps
Perhaps some day the
sun will shine again,
And I shall see that
still the skies are blue,
And feel once more I
do not live in vain,
Although bereft of
You.
Perhaps the golden
meadows at my feet
Will make the sunny
hours of spring seem gay,
And I shall find the
white May-blossoms sweet,
Though You have
passed away.
Perhaps the summer
woods will shimmer bright,
And crimson roses
once again be fair,
And autumn harvest
fields a rich delight,
Although You are not
there.
Perhaps some day I
shall not shrink in pain
To see the passing
of the dying year,
And listen to
Christmas songs again,
Although You cannot
hear.'
But though kind Time
may many joys renew,
There is one
greatest joy I shall not know
Again, because my
heart for loss of You
Was broken, long
ago.
Talvez
Quem
sabe? Volte o sol ao brilho
e
possa enxergar serem os céus ainda azuis
e
vivenciar de novo que não vivo no vão
embora
esteja de ti em carência.
Talvez
as pradarias em dourado
estourem
as horas solares da primavera
e
sinta o aroma doce da abertura das flores
mesmo
que de mim te tenhas apartado.
Talvez
o bosque de verão resplandeça
e as
vermelhas rosas voltem a ser justas
e a
colheita dos campos outurnos seja uma extraordinária delícia
Mesmo
não estando tu ali.
Talvez
um dia não seja vencida pela pena
na
factualidade do transpasse do ano
ouvindo
de novo as cantigas natalícias
que
nunca poderás escutar.