فتى الدوله
11-07-2007, 10:38 AM
. . .you said it will only be a few days
I counted the fingers on my left
then my right hand
then once again, and once again
Spring bloomed all around me
like the flowers on the caressing sheets
that comforted me each night
Summer burned with the moist air of sleepless
visions long and countless, hot and restless
Fall ripened our bed with blankets
like the growing red peas beneath the Ormosia
.round, solid, and delicious.
the Chinese called them "love peas"
.for thousands of years
Winter whispered purity
.beneath the blankets of snow and promises
Tonight, as I climbed into bed
alone,
I left the light on for you
.again
نعتذر عن الترجمه من ارادان يستفيد يبحث وبا يستفيد باسرع وقت ممكن
واذا اردتو الترجمه بامكاننا ان ننزلها لكم
I counted the fingers on my left
then my right hand
then once again, and once again
Spring bloomed all around me
like the flowers on the caressing sheets
that comforted me each night
Summer burned with the moist air of sleepless
visions long and countless, hot and restless
Fall ripened our bed with blankets
like the growing red peas beneath the Ormosia
.round, solid, and delicious.
the Chinese called them "love peas"
.for thousands of years
Winter whispered purity
.beneath the blankets of snow and promises
Tonight, as I climbed into bed
alone,
I left the light on for you
.again
نعتذر عن الترجمه من ارادان يستفيد يبحث وبا يستفيد باسرع وقت ممكن
واذا اردتو الترجمه بامكاننا ان ننزلها لكم