A Little Naivety

by Yiannis Ritsos

Yiannis Ritsos

Mild days with many trees.
This gentle breeze around your lips goes well on you.
This flower you are gazing at goes well on you.
So, the sea, the tilting sun and this boat,
which glides along the dusky rosefield
carrying as sole passenger a girl with a sorrowful guitar
are not a lie.
Please let me be the one to pull the oars,
as if I' d pull two purple beams sung into oblivion.





Last updated June 21, 2015