The Word I Forgot
One word,
just one word,
if I had just one word
in the palm of my hand
in my mind
in my heart.
Just one word
to say to you at night,
to say when we wake
in the flower of the morning
to the song of all the birds
in the trees of Lahuoyaga.
Just one word,
a word that I forgot.
The literal translation of this poem was made by David Shook
The final translated version of the poem is by The Poetry Translation Workshop
© Poetry Translation Centre 2004-2013
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