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Cierra la boca,
Mi dulce criatura.
Estas hambriento
Lo puedo notar.

Mas hoy no hay comida
y, yo lo presiento,
No la habrá en un tiempo más.

Cantaré un rato,  si eso es de ayuda
Siéntate quieto en éste lugar.
Olvida el hambre y duerme profundo
Sueña que en un banquete estás.

Basta comida, música viva
Corre y ve con el general.
Dile que en casa los niños suplican
Por una mordida

                      Del más simple pan...

***translation

Close your mouth,
My sweet child
You are hungry,  
And I can tell.

But today,  there is no food
And I can just feel it,
There won't be
For another long while.

I'll sing a while, if that helps a little
Sit down still. Right  here,  beside me.
Forget the hunger, sleep peacefully
Dream that you are in a feast.  

So much food, and lovely music
Run to speak to the General.
Tell him,  back home the children are begging
For just one bite

                 Of the plainest bread
The Holodomor was a famine in the Ukrainian Soviet Socialist Republic in 1932 and 1933 that killed up to about 10 million Ukrainians. Holomodor literally translates as "hunger"

Poorly translated at the moment, shall improve it later on.
You used to be my strength... You became my weakness
Oh,  how strange a thing love can be
I only used you*                                                    




        *To forget about him
and it didn't work

now this time of year comes again
how these darkest days may wane
'cause readin' through the website
one can't deny a melancholic side

seems that some turned off a light
the innerside deeply seated within
tryin' to burst out with all its might
instead kept secretly unflourishin'

although it's easy for outstanders to say
many a people causin' themselves pain
tho feelin' lonely isn't on them to blame

just wished it didn't have to be this way
by reachin' out 'n' carin' for one another
'n' by gettin' rid of any unknown names


*..love always...


عرفان بن يوسف © AH 09/03/1437
'a (freestyle meter) Sonnet'

remain humble, 'cause i know enough
is what i always said, always pledged
'cause in a world with pain 'n' so rough
still it's not all that's bad for bein' sad

know that even in those circumstances
when things might seem out of control
just never give in to them evil avances
'n' as always keep thy character in role

for all things do have their time 'n' place
tho in patience with babysteps we'll face
truly with God is our future for He knows
all of our heartdesires, all of our sorrows

'n' to our Creator only our thanks will go
baby i love ye so deeply, that's all i know
my heartbeat, my pulse, my breath 'n' all
with you by my side forever standin' tall

so comin' back to the words i may befall
it's all from God above that's on our way
to us to avoid or break down those walls
'n' remain on His Path every night 'n' day


*
..love always...





عرفان بن يوسف © AH 13/10/1432
My heart is racing inside of my chest.
The life I use to know is far behind.
For I am looking at the finish line.
Just another life to go,
Until I am in your arms.
No valley or mountain will stand in my way.
I can see the finish line.
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Every time when I want to let you go,
I think back to the times when we were close,
And the house was filled with hope.
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