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Landscape painting by fernando amorsolo

Landscape painting by fernando amorsolo


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Landscape painting by fernando amorsolo.

Ibuku.

Istriku.

Anak perempuanku.

Friends I lost.

I know that, because no painter, including my own, can ever finish his

lukisan.

I don't know how to thank you.

For your generous and loving presence in my life,

Your affectionate friendship,

Your unpretentious understanding,

Your understanding, so full of love.

I feel in your presence the warm breath of that affection

And the sweet breath of a real life.

In my memory I always find you:

A house in Madrid, the house where we grew up.

A house in Toledo, where we were friends in our young years.

A house in Barcelona, where we went to visit.

A boat on the beach of Alcalà de los Gazules,

With the four of us,

A boat in the same waters,

The same waves,

The same sea,

The same wind.

That day, when I saw you, I was thirty-five years old.

Tuhanku! That was one decade ago!

And, of course, you were no more a child of my house.

I wanted to paint a seagull.

I had studied marine painting.

I knew you were near me.

If I asked your name, I knew that, without knowing it,

I would be able to paint you

And if I knew your name, I would feel that the bird was closer to me.

Saya melihat mu.

I looked at your face.

A seagull with a white face and a yellow beak.

A seagull that doesn't know it is going to die.

A seagull that wants to fly in the sky,

A seagull that has wings like a bird,

A seagull that is always alone.

The moment I saw you, I saw in you my own heart.

And the sea,

Hatiku,

Were beating.

I have only one life to live,

And one love that is not mine,

And I don't want to waste it.

How should I spend it?

With a woman who is not my wife,

Or with a wife I don't love?

When I was at the beach of Alcalà de los Gazules, I wanted to drown the two of you

Di laut,

I wanted you to stay there

With the dead fish,

And I wanted to save you

With the live fish.

Forgive me, mother.

I was mad that day.

And now I don't want to live any more.

Let me die here in this place,

Like a seagull that flies through the air without wings.

Like a seagull

That wants to live again.

I don't want to leave you.

I'm staying with you, my son.

And I have one friend

Who is close to me.

The seagull

In a white face

In a yellow beak.

My white-faced seagull.

And his wings will not die.

I think of my friend.

Saya memikirkanmu.

I think of the dead fish.

I think of the living fish.

I think of the sun.

I think of the sea.

I think of the sea.

I think of the gulls.

I think of the seagulls.

I think of the seagull.

I think of the gull.

And I think of my son.

His face is sad,

His face is pale.

His face is black.

His black face.

His sad, sad face.

And I'm crying.

Ayahku,

Why have you not come

Untuk ibuku?

Now, it is too late.

You will come no more.

The sun is over the sea.

You can't see the sea now, father.

The gull has forgotten the gull.

I have forgotten you, my father.

I have forgotten you, mother.

I have forgotten you, mother.

And the gull is alone,

The gull is alone.

And the seagull is alone.

And there is no sea,

No sea, no sea.

And there is no gull,

No gull, no gull.

And there is no fish,

No fish, no fish.

And the sea has gone,

And there is no sea,

There is no sea.

# _St. Agnes's Day_

>, _She had been a virgin when St. Peter's Day came round_.

>,

>, _She kept her maidenhead_.

Saya ingat itu

As St. Agnes's Day.

And the birds

Are making love.

And the sun

Is in the sky.

Ibuku

Is in her garden.

And my father

Is playing the piano.

I am in my garden

In my bed.

And I am with my mother.

My father is making love.

And my mother is making love.

And we are making love.

And there is no birds

No birds, no birds.

And there is no sun,

No sun, no sun.

And there is no garden,

No garden, no garden.

And my father is playing the piano.

My mother is making love.

My father is making love.

And I am in my bed.

In my bed.

In my bed

In my bed.

And there is no birds,

No birds, no birds.

And there is no sun,

No sun, no sun.

And there is no garden,

No garden, no garden.

And my father is making love.

And my mother is making love.

And we are making love.

And we are making love.

And my father is making love.

And my mother is making love.

And we are making love.

And my father is making love.

And my mother is making love.

And we are making love.

And there is no birds,

No birds, no birds.

And there is no sun,

No sun, no sun.

And there is no garden,

No garden, no garden.

And my father is playing the piano.

And my mother is making love.

And my father is making love.

And I am in my bed.

In my bed.

In my bed

In my bed.

And there is no birds,

No birds, no birds.

And there is no sun,

No sun, no sun.

Dan tidak ada taman,

Tidak ada taman, tidak ada taman.

Dan ayahku bercinta.


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Komentar:

  1. Arthw

    Selamat, kata apa yang Anda butuhkan ..., ide bagus

  2. Gakus

    Instead of criticizing, advise the solution to the problem.

  3. Sagore

    Kami tunggu kelanjutannya :)



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