TELL ME WOMAN
Tell me, woman,
what is more beautiful than spring?
You don’t know,
but I do.
More beautiful than the spring
are you, beloved woman.
Tell me, Ariadne,
what is more beautiful than the spring?
It’s your body, a planet in bloom,
your lips of red roses,
your ivory smile,
your smell of carnations.
Tell me, love,
who is more beautiful than the spring?
It is just you,
just as you are.
Simple, kind, loving,
just you.
Yes, love,
you are the spring
that came into my heart.
You are the beloved woman
that makes my love flourish
in my heart.
Translation by:
Monique James & Belkis Possamai