Could anyone help me wake up my Beauty still sleeping
Whose shadow already ran away though she wasn’t receding
Mirrored at night on your pillow, from now on you disappeared
Would it be true that my eyes have been darkened by my tears?
Loving each other passionnately during our wonderful nights
Would I have thought that one day in solitude I should cry
My Beauty, may the night go on so as to avoid the sun to rise
and above all the pains of my torn bowels to help me hide .
Give me the wings so that I might be able to fly into the sky
worn out by looking for my Beauty during the whole night
One half of your shadow is here, the other half still missing
I wished to be transported with passion without love making.
I would not have a deep sleep without our ardent passion
When I woke up, I would find myself in complete isolation
Who was sick in his heart to mercilessly hide my Beauty
Or perhaps has she been astray somewhere in the Eternity?
I will wait for my beautiful Moon all my sleepless nights
Probably until the time when my hair will be turning white
Since the day you’d left me, your pillow lived in emptiness
Show me, my Beauty, the place where you stay in loneliness .
Yet, I have eagerly dreamed of your return from faraway
Tonight, with emotion, I’ll welcome you back home to stay
You were so warm in the past, why now catched by cold ?
The beautiful Moon still sleeping, wake up, my Beloved!
Translated from the Poem ‘Nguyet lanh’/Dr. Duong van Thiet
by HO DINH DOA, D.E. S