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Saudade, an untranslatable Portuguese word denoting a sadness beyond all sadness, an inexpressibly poignant longing for something or someone, some place, some time, some state of incalculable worth, seemingly lost to one forever... and in the absence of which one finds only the austere purity of Truth-- however bitter, however harsh, however unflattering, however mortifying, however impossibly daunting-- to be the only source of solace, the only source of energy with which to quixotically soldier on, dreaming the impossible dream all the while... http://www.npr.org/sections/altlatino/20...otent-word 1. Listen to the song of the reed, How it wails with the pain of separation: 2. "Ever since I was taken from my reed bed My woeful song has caused men and women to weep. 3. I seek out those whose hearts are torn by separation For only they understand the pain of this longing. 4. Whoever is taken away from his homeland Yearns for the day he will return. 5. In every gathering, among those who are happy or sad, I cry with the same lament. 6. Everyone hears according to his own understanding, None has searched for the secrets within me. 7. My secret is found in my lament‚ But an eye or ear without light cannot know it . . ." 9. The sound of the reed comes from fire, not wind‚ What use is one's life without this fire? 10. It is the fire of love that brings music to the reed. It is the ferment of love that gives taste to the wine. 11. The song of the reed soothes the pain of lost love. Its melody sweeps the veils from the heart. 12. Can there be a poison so bitter or a sugar so sweet As the song of the reed? A. To hear the song of the reed everything you have ever known must be left behind. --Version by Johathan Star. From Rumi: In the Arms of the Beloved (New York: Jeremy P. Tarcher/Putnam, 1997). http://www.dar-al-masnavi.org/n-I-0001.html http://lyricstranslate.com/en/la-vie-en-...ranslation |
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