Annabel Lee- Tagalog translation by Judea Española

Taon at taon na ang nakalipas

Sa isang kahariang nasa tabing dagat,

May isang dalaga na maari mong kilala

Sa pangalan na Annabel Lee.

At ang dilag na ito’y namuhay ng walang ibang inisip,

Kundi ang umibig at aking ibigin.



Ako ay musmos at siya nama’y ganon din,

Sa kahariang itong nasa tabing-dagat,

Ngunit kami ay umibig ng pagsintang higit pa sa pag-ibig—

Ako at ang aking Annabel Lee,

Ng pag-ibig na pati mga anghel sa kalangitan ay tila nais kaming kunin.



At ito ang dahilan, kung bakit, maraming taon na ang nakalipas,

Sa kahariang ito na nasa tabing-dagat,

My hangin na umihip mula sa mga ulap at lumamig

Sa aking marikit na Annabel Lee.

Kung bakit dumating ang kanyang mararangyang kamag-anak

At inilayo siya mula sa aking piling

Upang ikulong siya sa isang himlayan

Sa kahariang ito na nasa tabing dagat



Ang mga anghel, na hindi nakaranas ng ligayang tulad n gamin, and nainggit sa kanya at sa akin-

OO!!—ito ang dahilan (at alam ito ng lahat, sa kahariang ito na nasa tabing dagat)

Na may hangin na tumakas mula sa mga ulap isang gabi,

Na lumamig at kumitil sa aking Annabel Lee



Ngunit ang aming pagibig ay mas matatag kaysa sa pagsinta ng mas matatanda pa sa amin—

Kaysa sa mga mas matatalino kaysa sa amin—

At hindi ang mga anghel sa kalangitan,

O mga demonyo sa ilalim ng karagatan,

Ang kayang magwaglit ng aking kaluluwa sa kaluluwa ng marikit na Annabel Lee.



Pagkat ang buwan ay hindi sumisinag ng hindi ko napapanaginipan

Ang marikit na si Annabel Lee,

At ang mga bituin ay hindi sumisikat ng hindi ko nadarama ang kislap ng mata ng marikit na si Annabel Lee;

At dahil dito, gabi-gabi, ako’y humihimlay sa tabi,

Ng aking irog- aking sinta—aking buhay, aking asawa,

Sa isang himaayan sa tabi ng dagat,

Sa kanyang libingang katabi ng maugong na dagat..

The moon's lover

Lover:
I reached for the moon, she's so high above
So i sang her a song to carry my love.
But how can she hear, when there's plenty of stars,
Who surround her and who don't have all my scars?

I wanted her hand to be mine forever,
To stay with me here, to leave this world never
I'll give her the sun, if she wanted to,
cause for her there's nothing that I wouldn't do..

My moon, oh my moon, how lovely you are,
You're the most beautiful thing i have met by far;
Our distance is great, but no burden for me,
You know my heart's with you, wherever you may be..

Moon:
My lover, my love, I am sad, you see,
You know I love you too, but you can't be with me;
I have to shine when darkness comes to stay
and guard the nighttime silence till night turns to day.

Lover, my heart, it is torn in two,
For there's none that I would ever rather do,
Than leave heaven and just plain run away with you,
I'd give it all up, you know that is true..

My lover, my love, you have my whole heart,
the oceans may fade, but our souls will never part..
Keep it with you, till i find a way,
To be by your side forever and a day..

Briars of the mind

A gust of wind blew and interrupted my reverie. It was the autumn of 2010, and I was alone in a deserted cafe, my mind more hungry for memories than my stomach was for food. Every afternoon in this same spot, I strive to remember everything that had happened in my life, since my memory's already failing me time and again... Yet there are those moments that one cannot easily forget, for they were ingrained in the heart, and not in the mind. The brain may forget, but the heart remembers.

One such memory is of the man I've met some half a century ago. Yes, I'm quite old, but I remember him as clearly as if it were yesterday. What I remember most was his eyes; those fathomless, chestnut eyes that can see right through your very soul. The same eyes... of the man who still holds my heart, but does not know it.

One second I was sitting as an old woman in the corner of a cafe, and the next thing I know, I was 21 years old again, back in my friend's wedding reception some 50 years ago, reliving the day I've met the love of my heart.

Choice

My heart is like being torn into two: my love for my family, and the love that i feel for someone...

Can't someone be too happy, that, if their happiness were already overfowing, something bad will happen to thwart it?

It just doesn't seem fair sometimes. Duty to family? or duty to my heart?

I hate sounding melodramatic, but heck, i just don't know what to do sometimes.

I try to be what they want me to be, what they think is right for me to be, what I think is right for me to be. Easier said than done, when you have an emotional tug-o-war inside your head.

Ugh. I'm just so tired.

days of deprivation..

I'm confused..

It's like two sides are warring inside me.. and I can't choose one..

It's a bit cliche, you know, like between choosing what is dictated to be right, and what it is that makes you happy..

Imagine your self as a little child, and youu see a candy jar. You know that you should not touch it, yet it is so tempting that it will be worth all the sermons and punishments you will receive..

It's like loving the wrong thing..

It's like half your heart's being taken away, and you are powerless to stop it..

It's like a vast land being deprived of water.. of forests deprived of rain.. of humans deprived of air.. of souls deprived of love..

I can't think of any solution except to go on with my duties, and pray that someday, i will be able to tie loose ends together..