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Tamas Ferencz
Mar 04, 2013 (11:18)
Ana Tol Nenisse
Caurea, caurea
Caurea melda,
Ména ruicalasse
lorie oa.
Tulteas i yulmar,
panyasset témanna
ana tol nenisse
óse merin auta.
Tulteas i lícumar
calyas i fanwa sambe
Caurea mi fenna,
caurea mi huine;
Caurea yo asea,
caurea ve lapatte
ana tol nenisse
merin vile óse.
TO AN ISLE IN THE WATER
by: William Butler Yeats (1865-1939)
SHY one, shy one,
Shy one of my heart,
She moves in the firelight
Pensively apart.
She carries in the dishes,
And lays them in a row.
To an isle in the water
With her would I go.
She carries in the candles,
And lights the curtained room,
Shy in the doorway
And shy in the gloom;
And shy as a rabbit,
Helpful and shy.
To an isle in the water
With her would I fly.
Tamas Ferencz Mar 04, 2013 (11:18)
Caurea, caurea
Caurea melda,
Ména ruicalasse
lorie oa.
Tulteas i yulmar,
panyasset témanna
ana tol nenisse
óse merin auta.
Tulteas i lícumar
calyas i fanwa sambe
Caurea mi fenna,
caurea mi huine;
Caurea yo asea,
caurea ve lapatte
ana tol nenisse
merin vile óse.
TO AN ISLE IN THE WATER
by: William Butler Yeats (1865-1939)
SHY one, shy one,
Shy one of my heart,
She moves in the firelight
Pensively apart.
She carries in the dishes,
And lays them in a row.
To an isle in the water
With her would I go.
She carries in the candles,
And lights the curtained room,
Shy in the doorway
And shy in the gloom;
And shy as a rabbit,
Helpful and shy.
To an isle in the water
With her would I fly.