Great Britain
THE LAST SONNET FOR LAURA
I must not swear any longer
in future. Now, after all,
your suffering is my delight,
all the more so when I know
that you have been long waiting for my look,
too unassuming one; You are, at any rate,
used to the image of continuation
within an eternal circle.
I am not late to realize:
I am really worthy of the dream
I fashioned for myself, by singing
about your beauty. Eventually, even the last thought
died with you —
and I separated the worlds.
Translated by Uros Zekovic
FRANCE
THE LAST SONNET FOR LAURA
I must not swear any longer
in future. Now, after all,
your suffering is my delight,
all the more so when I know
that you have been long waiting for my look,
too unassuming one; You are, at any rate,
used to the image of continuation
within an eternal circle.
I am not late to realize:
I am really worthy of the dream
I fashioned for myself, by singing
about your beauty. Eventually, even the last thought
died with you —
and I separated the worlds.
Translated by Uros Zekovic
Germany
THE LAST SONNET FOR LAURA
I must not swear any longer
in future. Now, after all,
your suffering is my delight,
all the more so when I know
that you have been long waiting for my look,
too unassuming one; You are, at any rate,
used to the image of continuation
within an eternal circle.
I am not late to realize:
I am really worthy of the dream
I fashioned for myself, by singing
about your beauty. Eventually, even the last thought
died with you —
and I separated the worlds.
Translated by Uros Zekovic
Italia
THE LAST SONNET FOR LAURA
I must not swear any longer
in future. Now, after all,
your suffering is my delight,
all the more so when I know
that you have been long waiting for my look,
too unassuming one; You are, at any rate,
used to the image of continuation
within an eternal circle.
I am not late to realize:
I am really worthy of the dream
I fashioned for myself, by singing
about your beauty. Eventually, even the last thought
died with you —
and I separated the worlds.
Translated by Uros Zekovic
Albania
THE LAST SONNET FOR LAURA
I must not swear any longer
in future. Now, after all,
your suffering is my delight,
all the more so when I know
that you have been long waiting for my look,
too unassuming one; You are, at any rate,
used to the image of continuation
within an eternal circle.
I am not late to realize:
I am really worthy of the dream
I fashioned for myself, by singing
about your beauty. Eventually, even the last thought
died with you —
and I separated the worlds.
Translated by Uros Zekovic
Poland
THE LAST SONNET FOR LAURA
I must not swear any longer
in future. Now, after all,
your suffering is my delight,
all the more so when I know
that you have been long waiting for my look,
too unassuming one; You are, at any rate,
used to the image of continuation
within an eternal circle.
I am not late to realize:
I am really worthy of the dream
I fashioned for myself, by singing
about your beauty. Eventually, even the last thought
died with you —
and I separated the worlds.
Translated by Uros Zekovic
Russia
THE LAST SONNET FOR LAURA
I must not swear any longer
in future. Now, after all,
your suffering is my delight,
all the more so when I know
that you have been long waiting for my look,
too unassuming one; You are, at any rate,
used to the image of continuation
within an eternal circle.
I am not late to realize:
I am really worthy of the dream
I fashioned for myself, by singing
about your beauty. Eventually, even the last thought
died with you —
and I separated the worlds.
Translated by Uros Zekovic
Slovakia
THE LAST SONNET FOR LAURA
I must not swear any longer
in future. Now, after all,
your suffering is my delight,
all the more so when I know
that you have been long waiting for my look,
too unassuming one; You are, at any rate,
used to the image of continuation
within an eternal circle.
I am not late to realize:
I am really worthy of the dream
I fashioned for myself, by singing
about your beauty. Eventually, even the last thought
died with you —
and I separated the worlds.
Translated by Uros Zekovic
Sweden
THE LAST SONNET FOR LAURA
I must not swear any longer
in future. Now, after all,
your suffering is my delight,
all the more so when I know
that you have been long waiting for my look,
too unassuming one; You are, at any rate,
used to the image of continuation
within an eternal circle.
I am not late to realize:
I am really worthy of the dream
I fashioned for myself, by singing
about your beauty. Eventually, even the last thought
died with you —
and I separated the worlds.
Translated by Uros Zekovic
Slovenija
THE LAST SONNET FOR LAURA
I must not swear any longer
in future. Now, after all,
your suffering is my delight,
all the more so when I know
that you have been long waiting for my look,
too unassuming one; You are, at any rate,
used to the image of continuation
within an eternal circle.
I am not late to realize:
I am really worthy of the dream
I fashioned for myself, by singing
about your beauty. Eventually, even the last thought
died with you —
and I separated the worlds.
Translated by Uros Zekovic
North Macedonia
THE LAST SONNET FOR LAURA
I must not swear any longer
in future. Now, after all,
your suffering is my delight,
all the more so when I know
that you have been long waiting for my look,
too unassuming one; You are, at any rate,
used to the image of continuation
within an eternal circle.
I am not late to realize:
I am really worthy of the dream
I fashioned for myself, by singing
about your beauty. Eventually, even the last thought
died with you —
and I separated the worlds.
Translated by Uros Zekovic