"I Want to Be a Rapids" "Hungary" Petofi

I would like to be a rapids,

A small river in the mountains,

On a bumpy road

Passing on the rocks.....

Just my lover

It's a small fish,

In my waves,

Swim around happily.

I would like to be a desolate forest,

On both sides of the river,

Fight bravely against gusts of wind...

It's a little bird,

In my dense

Make a crow between the branches and chirp.

I want to be a ruin,

On the steep rocks,

This silent destruction

It doesn't make me feel bad...

It's a green ivy,

Along my desolate forehead,

Intimately climb the edges to rise.

I would like to be a thatched hut,

At the bottom of the deep valley,

On top of the thatched hut

Battered by the wind and rain...

It's a lovely flame,

In my furnace,

Pleasantly and slowly flashed.

I would like to be a cloud,

It's a gray flag,

In the air of the vast desert

Lazily wafting around...

It's a coral sunset,

Leaning against my pale face,

Show bright splendor.

(1) Selected poems by Pei Duofei (People's Literature Publishing House, 1979), translated by Sun Yong. Petofi (1823--1849), 19th Century Hungary I Would Love to Be a Rapids is a love poem by Petofi to his fiancée Yulia, expressing a profound theme of love in beautiful language.

(2) [Chou) dense] describes many and dense.

(3) [Ke]] Nests of birds, animals and insects.