Frederik Rreshpja - Stay with me tonight

On the river the moon's fingers trace
A bridge for the dreams of the stars,
The grey cloud, like a forgotten longing,
Leans its head in the forest's green hands.

You arrived on the rays from the moon's palm
And the bare doorway broke into blossom.

I beg you, stay with me tonight
'til the branches of dead trees are blooming.

- Rri sonte te unë, from the volume Lirika të zgjedhura, Tirana, Albin 1994. Translated from the Albanian by Robert Elsie and Janice Mathie-Heck

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