SEAWEED
The
evening is coming late;
The
sun gradually fades on each high hill.
You
hurriedly call out for me to halt and wait;
There
is not a star in the sky immense and chill.
You
are unlucky, I am unsteady;
You
go into darkness, I come into dejection.
What
for since on the wane already is my complexion.
Let
us live each like a clam
Quiet
in its shell, not giving a damn
Thirty
years bittersweet...
Ups
and downs, getting into a jam
For
vicissitudes to maltreat.
I
wish I could crucify
Once
the silk spread...
The
spider that span at random its webs by
To
waste the cocoon’s selectivity so long bred!
My
shape through days has got to recede
And
my love through years... covered with seaweed!
Translation by THANH-THANH