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Ecce Romani

I ended my last post, "On Truth", with a poem I had written in Latin. For those of you people who read this blog (and by people I mean the one person that reads this), I shall now translate that very poem. I hope you enjoy.

In Latin:

Ea facilis amor a tibi do, mellitus pluvia.
Ego nunquam amor adeo verus tenui dolor abstulo;

Et sulum nox noctis proximus ignis lux, amor paralis noster rarus,
Cum nos poterimus exspecto et recordor, et ego causa te cantabam.


In English:

It's easy to give love to you, as sweet as honey's rain.
I never knew a love so true to take away the pain;

And every night by firelight, a love like ours was few,
When we could wait and contemplate, and I would sing to you.

I just wanted to say that this poem touched me very deeply. For I have found that I have only dreamed of this. I hope to eventually be loved like this, but things are not so easy for me. I have almost completely closed off my heart to any gentleman that comes my way. I have been hurt too many times and I have lost too many people who I have loved. Loving is just something I have to get used to again and it is going to be difficult, but I will eventually learn to love again. There is someone who has almost broken the sheild guarding my heart, but I kindof wish that he would break it, knowing that he has been through a hard time himself. Some of the most complicated things, such as a poem, I can understand, but some of the simplest things, I have trouble understanding.

I just wanted to say that this poem touched me very deeply. For I have found that I have only dreamed of this. I hope to eventually be loved like this, but things are not so easy for me. I have almost completely closed off my heart to any gentleman that comes my way. I have been hurt too many times and I have lost too many people who I have loved. Loving is just something I have to get used to again and it is going to be difficult, but I will eventually learn to love again. There is someone who has almost broken the sheild guarding my heart, but I kindof wish that he would break it, knowing that he has been through a hard time himself. Some of the most complicated things, such as a poem, I can understand, but some of the simplest things, I have trouble understanding. I hope you find my words very helpful, but one thing that I want you to know is that that someone is you.

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