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To be Seventeen Again | To be seventeen again |
To be seventeen again | To be seventeen again |
When you have lived a century | After living for a hundred years, |
Is like deciphering signs | It's like uncovering truths |
Without being a wise man | Without having to be wise. |
To be suddenly | To return all of a sudden |
As fragile as a second | To being as fragile as a moment, |
To feel as profoundly | To once again feel things deeply |
As a child in front of God | Like a child before God, |
This is what I feel | That is what I feel |
In this rich moment | In this fertile moment. |
My feelings are tangled | It coils round and round |
Like ivy on a wall | Like the ivy up the wall, |
And they spread | And it grows and grows |
Like moss growing on a rock | Like the moss on a stone, |
Like moss on a rock | Like the moss on a stone, oh yes, yes, yes. |
My steps go back | My steps take me back |
As yours move forward | While yours advance, |
The rainbow of our alliance | The Ark of the Covenant |
Has penetrated my nest | Has flooded my nest. |
With all its colors | With all of its coloring |
It has passed through my veins | It has strolled through my veins, |
And even the strong chain | And even the heavy chains |
With which destiny has tied us | That destiny binds us with. |
Is like a diamond | It's like a fine diamond |
That illuminates my serene soul | Illuminating my serene soul. |
My feelings are tangled | It coils round and round |
Like ivy on a wall | Like the ivy up the wall, |
And they spread | And it grows and grows |
Like moss growing on a rock | Like the moss on a stone, |
Like moss on a rock | Like the moss on a stone, oh yes, yes, yes. |
What emotions can do, | What feeling can do |
Knowledge cannot. | Knowledge hasn't know how, |
Nor can the clearest actions, | Nor the clearest procedure |
Nor the broadest thoughts | Nor the deepest thoughts. |
Everything changes the moment | Everything is changed by a moment, |
The gracious magician | That acquiescent magician, |
Removes us gently | Softly distances us |
From animosity and violence | From resentment and violence. |
Only love, with its knowledge, | Only love and its science |
Returns us to our innocence | Can make us so innocent. |
My feelings are tangled | It coils round and round |
Like ivy on a wall | Like the ivy up the wall, |
And they spread | And it grows and grows |
Like moss growing on a rock | Like the moss on a stone, |
Like moss on a rock | Like the moss on a stone, oh yes, yes, yes. |
Love is like a whirlwind | Love is a whirlwind |
Of original purity | Made of original pureness, |
Even to the wild animal | Even the fierce animal |
It murmurs its sweet trill | Will whisper it sweet song. |
It gives the wanderers rest, | It can halt the pilgrims, |
Frees the prisoners | It frees prisoners, |
Love, with its care, | Love and its care |
Turns the old man into a child | Will turn the old man into a boy. |
And only with love | And for the sinner only affection |
Do the evil return to goodness and honesty. | Can make him pure and sincere. |
My feelings are tangled | It coils round and round |
Like ivy on a wall | Like the ivy up the wall, |
And they spread | And it grows and grows |
Like moss growing on a rock | Like the moss on a stone, |
Like moss on a rock | Like the moss on a stone, oh yes, yes, yes. |
As if by enchantment | The window is wide open, |
The window flew wide open | It opened as if by magic, |
In came love with its cloak, | Love entered with his blanket |
Like a warm morning | Like a warm morning, |
And the sound of beautiful Diana [*] | With the sound of its beautiful reveille |
Made the jasmine bloom | It made the jasmine bloom, |
A flying Seraphim | That seraphim angel flew |
Placed jewels in the sky for me | And placed rings in the sky. |
And the Cherubim changed | And I turned seventeen |
My years to seventeen | Converted by the cherubim. |
My feelings are tangled | It coils round and round |
Like ivy on a wall | Like the ivy up the wall, |
And they spread | And it grows and grows |
Like moss growing on a rock | Like the moss on a stone, |
Like moss on a rock | Like the moss on a stone, oh yes, yes, yes. |
[*] The Moon goddess. |