Author: Petofi (Hungary)
I would like to be a torrent or a mountain stream, walking on the rocky road.
As long as my lover is a small fish, swimming happily in my waves.
I want to be a barren forest on both sides of the river, and I fight bravely in the face of a gust of wind.
As long as my lover is a bird, it is my guest among the dense branches.
I hope the ruins are on steep cliffs. This silent destruction has not depressed me.
As long as my lover is green ivy, I will climb up intimately along my desolate forehead.
I hope it's a thatched cottage at the bottom of the valley, beaten by wind and rain.
As long as my lover is lovely, the flame flashes slowly and happily in my stove.
I wish the clouds were gray broken flags, floating around lazily in the vast sky.
As long as my lover is a coral sunset, it will shine brightly beside my pale face.
rose
Author: Goethe (Germany)
The teenager saw a rose, a little rose in the wilderness.
So delicate, so bright
The teenager hurried forward and looked very happy.
Rose, rose, red rose, little rose in the wilderness.
The boy said I'm going to pick your little roses in the wilderness.
Ross said I would stab you.
Let you never forget that I don't want to be picked by you.
Rose, rose, red rose, little rose in the wilderness.
The savage teenager went to her wilderness to pick small roses.
Ross stabbed him in self-defense, and Ross held back his tears in vain.
Or is it broken?
Rose, rose, red rose, little rose in the wilderness.
Please say again I love you
Author: Heine (Germany)
I don't know why I am so sad.
An old myth bothers me.
With the evening breeze, the Rhine River is quietly cool.
In the evening sunset, the mountain peaks are shining with sunshine.
A stunning girl magically sat on the top of the mountain.
She has blond hair and gold jewelry is shining with gold.
She sang while combing her hair with a gold comb.
That piece of music is very beautiful and touching.
The boatman's hook on the boat caused countless sorrows.
He didn't look at the rocks in front of him. He only looks up to the heights.
I think both the boat and the boatman died in the waves.
This is caused by Lorelei banshee with her singing.
Maowu
Author: Andersen (Denmark)
There is a lonely hut washed by the waves on the beach.
Looking around, there is not a tree.
Only the sky and the sea, only cliffs and cliffs.
There is the greatest happiness here because there are lovers living together.
There is no gold or silver in the hut, but there are a pair of dear people.
Always staring at each other, how deeply you love each other.
This hut is small and shabby. How lonely it is to stand on the shore.
But there is the greatest happiness, because there is a lover's company.
All is silent at the moment.
Author: Peterak (Italian)
At this moment, all is silent and calm.
Birds and animals are sleeping soundly.
Starry sky arrival,
The sea lay quietly, without a trace.
I watch, think, burn, cry,
Those who ruined me are always in front of me, giving me sweet sadness;
Fighting is my duty, and I am angry and heartbroken.
Only by thinking of her can I get some comfort in my heart.
I come from a cool and energetic place.
Absorb nutrients, there is sweetness in life,
Only slender hands can heal me and go deep into my heart.
I am in pain, I can't reach the other side;
Die a thousand times a day and be born a thousand times.
I am still far from happiness.
-I wonder if it meets the demand? If you still need it, please keep asking. I still have many foreign poems.