THE BURNING BOAT
\nBy poet Perwaiz Chaharyar
\nTranslated into Portuguese , Spanish, Italiano, \u00c1rabic and Franc\u00eas by Taghrid Bou Merhi <\/p>\n
I had burnt my boat
\nWhen I crossed the sea
\nI was then alone
\nOnly my shadow witnessed it
\nNow, the stink of burning only I can smell
\nThe burnt mark is visible to those
\nWho have sparks in their eyes
\nI am carrying the sea and burnt boat within me
\nMy boat was burning
\nThere on the sands of the seashore
\nSince then with every tide
\nSea attempts to put out the fire and
\nWash off my burnt boat
\nEven for the high tide, it\u2019s not possible to do so
\nMy heart is burning in the separation from my beloved
\nIts pangs are too intensive
\nMy blanket cannot properly cover my body
\nTo extinguish the fire
\nThe sea is nothing but my vast body
\nMy toes are touching the seabed
\nMy boat is my heart within \u2013 the Sun in the sky
\nSmokes come out all over my mind
\nMy hair turned into ashes grey
\nBy the heat of my burning heart
\nIt seems, my heart can\u2019t meet;
\nCan\u2019t make a reunion with my beloved
\nTill the sea of my body gets dried out
\nO, my Lord!
\nHow long I will have to wait
\nTo show you my burning heart
\nAlas\u2026!<\/p>\n
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\nIn Portuguese
\nO BARCO ARDENTE<\/p>\n
eu tinha queimado meu barco
\nQuando eu cruzei o mar
\neu estava ent\u00e3o sozinho
\nApenas minha sombra testemunhou
\nAgora, o cheiro de queimado s\u00f3 eu posso sentir
\nA marca queimada \u00e9 vis\u00edvel para aqueles
\nQuem tem fa\u00edscas em seus olhos
\nEstou carregando o mar e o barco queimado dentro de mim
\nMeu barco estava queimando
\nL\u00e1 nas areias da praia
\nDesde ent\u00e3o com cada mar\u00e9
\nSea tenta apagar o fogo e
\nLave meu barco queimado
\nMesmo para a mar\u00e9 alta, n\u00e3o \u00e9 poss\u00edvel faz\u00ea-lo
\nMeu cora\u00e7\u00e3o est\u00e1 queimando na separa\u00e7\u00e3o do meu amado
\nSuas dores s\u00e3o muito intensas
\nMeu cobertor n\u00e3o pode cobrir meu corpo adequadamente
\nPara apagar o fogo
\nO mar n\u00e3o \u00e9 nada al\u00e9m do meu vasto corpo
\nMeus dedos est\u00e3o tocando o fundo do mar
\nMeu barco \u00e9 meu cora\u00e7\u00e3o dentro – o Sol no c\u00e9u
\nFuma\u00e7a sai por toda a minha mente
\nMeu cabelo se transformou em cinzas
\nPelo calor do meu cora\u00e7\u00e3o ardente
\nParece que meu cora\u00e7\u00e3o n\u00e3o pode atender;
\nN\u00e3o posso fazer uma reuni\u00e3o com minha amada
\nAt\u00e9 o mar do meu corpo secar
\n\u00d3, meu Senhor!
\nQuanto tempo terei que esperar
\nPara te mostrar meu cora\u00e7\u00e3o ardente
\nAi\u2026!<\/p>\n
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\nIn Spanish
\nEL BARCO EN LLAMAS<\/p>\n
Hab\u00eda quemado mi barco
\nCuando cruc\u00e9 el mar
\nEntonces estaba solo
\nSolo mi sombra lo presenci\u00f3
\nAhora, el olor a quemado solo yo lo puedo oler
\nLa marca quemada es visible para aquellos
\nque tienen chispas en los ojos
\nllevo el mar y el barco quemado dentro de mi
\nMi barco estaba ardiendo
\nAll\u00ed en las arenas de la orilla del mar
\nDesde entonces con cada marea
\nMar intenta apagar el fuego y
\nLava mi barco quemado
\nIncluso para la marea alta, no es posible hacerlo
\nMi coraz\u00f3n est\u00e1 ardiendo en la separaci\u00f3n de mi amado
\nSus dolores son demasiado intensos
\nMi cobija no puede cubrir apropiadamente mi cuerpo
\nPara extinguir el fuego
\nEl mar no es m\u00e1s que mi vasto cuerpo
\nMis dedos de los pies est\u00e1n tocando el fondo del mar
\nMi barco es mi coraz\u00f3n interior \u2013 el Sol en el cielo
\nLos humos salen por toda mi mente
\nMi cabello se volvi\u00f3 gris ceniza
\nPor el calor de mi coraz\u00f3n ardiente
\nParece que mi coraz\u00f3n no puede cumplir;
\nNo puedo hacer una reuni\u00f3n con mi amado
\nHasta que el mar de mi cuerpo se seque
\n\u00a1Oh mi se\u00f1or!
\nCuanto tendre que esperar
\nPara mostrarte mi coraz\u00f3n ardiente
\nOh..!<\/p>\n
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\nIn Italiano
\nLA BARCA IN FUOCO<\/p>\n
Avevo bruciato la mia barca
\nQuando ho attraversato il mare
\nAllora ero solo
\nSolo la mia ombra ne fu testimone
\nOra, la puzza di bruciato solo io posso sentire l’odore
\nIl segno bruciato \u00e8 visibile a quelli
\nChe hanno scintille negli occhi
\nPorto dentro di me il mare e la barca bruciata
\nLa mia barca stava bruciando
\nL\u00e0 sulle sabbie del mare
\nDa allora con ogni marea
\nSea tenta di spegnere l’incendio e
\nLava la mia barca bruciata
\nAnche per l’alta marea, non \u00e8 possibile farlo
\nIl mio cuore brucia nella separazione dalla mia amata
\nI suoi morsi sono troppo intensi
\nLa mia coperta non pu\u00f2 coprire adeguatamente il mio corpo
\nPer spegnere il fuoco
\nIl mare non \u00e8 altro che il mio vasto corpo
\nLe mie dita toccano il fondo del mare
\nLa mia barca \u00e8 il mio cuore dentro \u2013 il Sole nel cielo
\nI fumi escono dappertutto nella mia mente
\nI miei capelli sono diventati grigio cenere
\nPer il calore del mio cuore ardente
\nSembra che il mio cuore non possa incontrarsi;
\nNon posso fare una riunione con la mia amata
\nFinch\u00e9 il mare del mio corpo non si prosciugher\u00e0
\nOh, mio \u200b\u200bSignore!
\nQuanto tempo dovr\u00f2 aspettare
\nPer mostrarti il \u200b\u200bmio cuore ardente
\nAh..!
\n_________
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\nIn Franc\u00eas
\nLE BATEAU EN FEU<\/p>\n
j’avais br\u00fbl\u00e9 mon bateau
\nQuand j’ai travers\u00e9 la mer
\nj’\u00e9tais alors seul
\nSeulement mon ombre en a \u00e9t\u00e9 t\u00e9moin
\nMaintenant, la puanteur du br\u00fbl\u00e9 que je peux sentir
\nLa marque br\u00fbl\u00e9e est visible pour ceux
\nQui ont des \u00e9tincelles dans les yeux
\nJe porte en moi la mer et le bateau br\u00fbl\u00e9
\nMon bateau br\u00fblait
\nL\u00e0 sur le sable du bord de mer
\nDepuis lors \u00e0 chaque mar\u00e9e
\nSea tente d’\u00e9teindre le feu
\nEt laver mon bateau br\u00fbl\u00e9
\nM\u00eame \u00e0 mar\u00e9e haute, ce n’est pas possible
\nMon c\u0153ur br\u00fble pour la s\u00e9paration de ma bien-aim\u00e9e
\nSes affres sont trop intenses
\nMa couverture ne peut pas couvrir correctement mon corps
\nPour \u00e9teindre le feu
\nLa mer n’est rien d’autre que mon vaste corps
\nMes doigts de mon pied touchent le fond de mer
\nMon bateau est mon c\u0153ur int\u00e9rieur – le soleil dans le ciel
\nDes fum\u00e9es sortent de tout mon esprit
\nMes cheveux sont devenus gris cendre
\nPar la chaleur de mon coeur br\u00fblant
\nIl semble que mon c\u0153ur ne puisse pas se rencontrer et retrouver son amant
\nJusqu’\u00e0 ce que la mer de mon corps se dess\u00e8che
\n\u00d4 mon Seigneur !
\nCombien de temps devrai-je attendre
\nPour te montrer mon coeur br\u00fblant
\nAh ..!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
THE BURNING BOAT By poet Perwaiz Chaharyar Translated into Portuguese , Spanish, Italiano, \u00c1rabic and Franc\u00eas by Taghrid Bou Merhi I had burnt my boat When I crossed the sea I was then alone Only my shadow witnessed it Now, the stink of burning only I can smell The burnt mark is visible to those […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":7,"featured_media":140984,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[47,46,210,40,235],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-140983","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-literature","category-cultur","category-new-poetry","category-art","category-mmt"],"blocksy_meta":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/lilakpress.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/140983","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/lilakpress.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/lilakpress.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lilakpress.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/7"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lilakpress.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=140983"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/lilakpress.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/140983\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":140985,"href":"https:\/\/lilakpress.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/140983\/revisions\/140985"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lilakpress.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/140984"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/lilakpress.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=140983"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lilakpress.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=140983"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lilakpress.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=140983"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}