A Soul's Whisper

O my friend...!
The universe is desolate and gloomy...
Happiness fades... always...
and never lasts...!

Still man hopes and waits...
but the lying dreams flash...
and deceive...
and swiftly pass away...!

Be still, O pensive soul...
and shine forth clearly, O ember of my beautiful hope...
for in the cup there still remains a residue of sips...
and in the string a melody of tunes...!

Take your place in my soul, O whisper of secrets...
and blaze... and kindle, O flame of fire...
my heart still warms itself at the burning...
and my dazed spirit is purified by the sighs of sorrow...!

But you, my friend...
come toward me quietly...
your strong hand... upon my trembling hand...
and your limpid gaze... in my bewildered eyes...!

And if my quivering lips confide to you
faint whispers...
holding a longing... and a question...
receive them with tenderness...
for tenderness from you...
is dearer to me than the love of others...!

But...!
Why do I see you tremble...
and seem like a phantom I am on the point of losing from sight...
Has my bewilderment made you shiver...
Have my pains melted you away...!

Go in peace...
and do not come near...
I fear my own self for your sake...
May God guard you...
and may your dreams come true...

Pray with me, O heavenly beings...
pray for him...
and pray!! Have mercy! For me... for me...