quinta-feira, 27 de novembro de 2014

(Quase) diário de um candidato a converso -3

                                                            My heart is in the East

    My heart is in the east, and I in the uttermost west—
    How can I find savour in food? How shall it be sweet to me?
    How shall I render my vows and my bonds, while yet
    Zion lieth beneath the fetter of Edom, and I in Arab chains?
    A light thing would it seem to me to leave all the good things of Spain—
    Seeing how precious in mine eyes to behold the dust of the desolate sanctuary.

 Yehuda HaLevy, XIIth Century

                                                                       Translated by Nina Salaman      


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