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A casa do poeta em Tel Aviv

I saw you silent…

I saw you silent, desolate tonight
__as I lurked outside your room
your eyes searching,
bewildered in the window,
____for your lost soul-

searching recompense
__for the devotion of your youth,
and you did not see, my love,
how I slapped and struggled at your window
____like a terror-stricken dove.

1901

C.N. Bialik

Tradução do hebraico: David Aberbach

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