TRUE LOVE

by Wislaw Szymbrska

　

True love. Is it normal,

is it serious, is it practical?

What does the world get from two people

who exist in a world of their own?

　

Placed on the same pedestal for no good reason,

drawn randomly from millions, but convince

it had to happen this way--in reward for what?

For nothing.

The light descends from nowhere.

Why on these two and not on others?

Doesn't this outrage justice? Yes it does.

Doesn't it disrupt our painstakingly erected principles,

and cast the moral from the peak? Yes on noth accounts.

　

Look at the happy couple.

Couldn't they at least try to hide it,

fake a little depression for their friends' sake!

Listen to them laughing--it's an insult.

The language they use--deceptively clear.

And their little celebrations, rituals,

the elaborate mutual routines--

it's obviously a plot behind the human race's back!

　

It's hard even to guess how far things might go

if people start to follow their example.

What could religion and poetry count on?

What world be remembered? What renounced?

Who's want to stay within bounds?

　

True love. Is it really necessary?

Tact and common sense tell us to pass over it in silence,

like a scandal in Life's highest circles.

Perfectly good children are born without its help.

It couldn't populate the planet in a million years,

it comes along so rarely.

　

Let the people who never find true love

keep saying that there's no such thing.

Their faith will make it easier for them to live and die.

　

"True love. Is it really necessary?"

不再相信愛情會降臨在我的生命中

總希望朋友會得到幸福

這兩者並無任何關連

但所得的總結是：

我仍然相信有愛情的存在！

祝福妳們

所有找到最愛的摯友

All the best to my dears

--Clara, Wendy, Ewing, Irene