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A warrior unfulfilled / Un guerrero no cumplido
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I come and spend the evening
Vengo y pasar la noche.
I grow tired of the night.
Me canso de la noche.
Where is the beauty of my life?
¿Dónde está la belleza de mi vida?
Why do I not feel it in me,
Por qué no siento lo en mí.
To bring up a new generation.
Para que aparezca una nueva generación.
I am a woman, young and strong,
so why should I kill my last enemy?
Soy una mujer, joven y fuerte, así que
¿por qué debo mato a mi último enemigo?
To remember me in eternity
when she is pierced through by another.
Para recordar conmigo en la eternidad
cuando se perfora a través de otro.
Has it forsaken me because
I forsake my husband's legacy?
¿Ha me abandonado porque yo
abandonaré herencia de mi esposo?
The faces of my unborn children wait
for me to give them their destiny.
Las caras de mis hijos por nacer
me esperan para darles su destino.
I grow weary of the moon, and
go where the sun will honor me.
Me estoy cansando de la luna,
y voy donde el sol me honrará .
©2016 Jade-Pandora. All Rights Reserved.
Entered in 1st stage of the DUP competition "Poetry Tournament", in response to a video the host chose for my team competitor and I to watch, to be inspired by it to write a piece to submit.
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I come and spend the evening
Vengo y pasar la noche.
I grow tired of the night.
Me canso de la noche.
Where is the beauty of my life?
¿Dónde está la belleza de mi vida?
Why do I not feel it in me,
Por qué no siento lo en mí.
To bring up a new generation.
Para que aparezca una nueva generación.
I am a woman, young and strong,
so why should I kill my last enemy?
Soy una mujer, joven y fuerte, así que
¿por qué debo mato a mi último enemigo?
To remember me in eternity
when she is pierced through by another.
Para recordar conmigo en la eternidad
cuando se perfora a través de otro.
Has it forsaken me because
I forsake my husband's legacy?
¿Ha me abandonado porque yo
abandonaré herencia de mi esposo?
The faces of my unborn children wait
for me to give them their destiny.
Las caras de mis hijos por nacer
me esperan para darles su destino.
I grow weary of the moon, and
go where the sun will honor me.
Me estoy cansando de la luna,
y voy donde el sol me honrará .
©2016 Jade-Pandora. All Rights Reserved.
Entered in 1st stage of the DUP competition "Poetry Tournament", in response to a video the host chose for my team competitor and I to watch, to be inspired by it to write a piece to submit.
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