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Sep 2014
One heart, one heart is all I’m dreaming of
One heart upon this sullen earth I seek.
A heart to tremble with my heart in love,
So that I be a meek one mid the meek.
One pair of lips, wherefrom my lips for aye
Would drink the drink of joy with no constraints.
Two eyes that I could marvel at each day,
And see myself a saint among the saints.
One heart I need, two hands both soft and white
To veil my eyes and gently bar the light,
So I may fall asleep and by a touch
Of an angel’s cheek be carried to the sky.
One heart, one heart, so little though need I,
I see and know that I demand too much.
Adam Asnyk (1838–1897), translated from the Polish by Jarek Zawadzki
Ewelina Płochocka
Written by
Ewelina Płochocka  Poland
(Poland)   
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