Night and day I’m saying: “what have I done?”
I suffer ‘cause I had you but couldn’t reach to you.
I’ve lost my light; how did I do that?
I am broken. Don’t know if I’m alive or gone.
My wee nightingale, my lily
Give me, if you will, breath from your heart, my nightingale
My silver tear and knife,
You are all I have, be mine.
Nightingale ask the dawn,
Will he be here before my tears come.
Translated by Ioannis Tsioulakis
I suffer ‘cause I had you but couldn’t reach to you.
I’ve lost my light; how did I do that?
I am broken. Don’t know if I’m alive or gone.
My wee nightingale, my lily
Give me, if you will, breath from your heart, my nightingale
My silver tear and knife,
You are all I have, be mine.
Nightingale ask the dawn,
Will he be here before my tears come.
Translated by Ioannis Tsioulakis
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