Top Secret

08/05/07

I am a secret garden.

Please, follow these lines.

Come, my precious one

Because my love is better than wine.

I was made from you

From a part of your side

And now I’m coming back to you

For your delight.

I came from a distant land

And met you when you’re meditating

Please, bring me to your mother’s tent

And you’ll appreciate.

For seven years you worked here

But they seemed to you but a few days.

As Jacob worked year by year

For Rachel’s love in many ways.

Now, please, lover of my soul

Urge me not to leave you

For where you go I’ll go

And anything but death can part me from you.

Please, forgive me

For didn’t do good for you

I don’t have any excuses

But I sincerely love you.

I want do you only good

As long as there is life within me.

There is no flaw in you

And a real blessing for you I want to be.

Tentei expressar meus sentimentos

Daquilo que escondi profundamente.

Não posso fugir dos pensamentos

Que mostram que agi tão duramente.

Perdoe, por favor, minhas palavras.

Quão insana me tornei sem razão.

Quem me dera eu sofresse calada

Para não mais quebrar teu coração.

Eu daria qualquer coisa em minha vida

De tudo o que há em minha alma

Prá curar cada dor, cada ferida

E trazer de volta tua calma.

Tentei buscar inspiração

Naquilo que mais pode inspirar

Mas eis que perco a concentração

Quando em ti começo a pensar.

Eu sou um jardim fechado

Onde ninguém jamais entrou

As chaves são para o meu amado

Aquele que primeiro me amou.

Vem colher os meus frutos

Frutos do amor que guardei.

Vem, meu amor, pois são muitos

E por ti tanto tempo esperei.

Please, come

Because your love is better than wine!

You are lovely, and pleasand,

You, whom my soul loves.

Your name is like perfume poured out.

My lover, fairest among women.

Please, send forth your fragance over me, my beloved.

You are beautiful, you are delightful

You are more to me than ten sons!

I am your garden and you are mine!

Please, turn away your flashing eyes from me,

For they have overcome me!

You are the chief among ten thousand to my soul.

Come into your garden and eat

Its choicest fruits.

Your appearance is excellent,

Stately, and majestic as the cedars.

I am yours and your desire is toward me!

Please, come, the one altogether lovely.

I will give you my love.

If I could call you my brother

I would kiss you, and none would despise me.

Under your shadow I delight to sit

And your fruit is sweet to my taste.

I am sick with love, my fair one.

Arise, my beloved, and come away.

Let me see your face

Let me hear your voice

For your voice is sweet

And your face is lovely.

My heart was touched

When you kissed me.

You’re mine

And I’m yours.

Kiss me with

The kisses of your mouth!

I dreamed with you

The one whom my soul loves.

How fair you are, my love,

How very fair!

Your mouth is lovely.

Come away with me.

How much better is your love than wine!

Come, and drink abundantly of love,

My precious one.

Now I know You are mine,

Irrevocably mine!

I dreamed that I heard your voice.

I am sick from love, simply sick to be with you.

I will betroth you to me forever

Yes, I will betroth you to me

In righteousness and justice,

In steadfast love, and in mercy.

I will even betroth you to me

In stability and in faithfulness,

And you shall know the Lord.

I turn to you with unconcealed eagerness

To begin my life of

Sweet companionship with you.

Make haste, and come quickly,

And take me to our waiting home

Upon the mountains of spices!

(Lioness - poema de presente de aniversário para o 'marido', antes de nos casarmos)