"pras" poems
You’ve always been
My gorgeous queen
And you’ve always been
The loveliest woman
I have ever seen
For me you are
My life’s celebrity
You’re the one
Who got me this far
You’ll every time be
The one who makes me blessed
And you’ll always be
The impeccable life companion for me
And you’ve made mine full
Happy birthday
My dearest Pras
Saumya Aloysius
Aug 18, 2016
Aug 18, 2016 at 10:03 AM UTC
Lassàt in tal recuàrt
a fruvati, e in ta la lontanansa
a lusi, sensa dòul jo i mi inpensi
di te, sensa speransa.
(Al ven sempri pì sidìn e alt
il mar dai àins; e i to pras plens
di timp romai àrsit, i to puòrs vencs
ros di muarta padima, a son ta l'or
di chel mar: pierdùs, e no planzùs).
Lassàs là scunussùs
ta ciamps fores-c'dopu che tant intòr
di lòur ài spasemàt
di amòur par capiju, par capì il puòr
lusìnt e pens so essi, a si àn sieràt
cun te i to òmis sot di un sèil nulàt.
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