My dear Nira,
Trapped among these towering cliffs of stone,
how many days have passed without seeing sky!
After all this rush, these eyes of mine
no longer know tears.
How many days have passed without seeing rain!
I've bound myself so tightly within melody's grip—
these days even finding time
to write has become impossible!
So many words have gathered in my chest...do you know?
I've written a little,
searched for myself,
but still, with this body so weary
I can no longer reach for you.
How much you've written, thinking of me—
I long so much to know.
You said you were well,
that you'd learned to live for my sake alone,
that you wanted no end to this path.
Still...
don't wait for me anymore,
don't stay unhappy for my sake.
Stay well, Nira
Share this article