Wie Melodien zieht es mir
José Carlos Santos Silva
Like melodies it draws me
Like melodies it draws
Quietly through my mind,
Like spring flowers it blooms,
And floats away like scent.
But when the word captures it
And presents it to the eye,
It pales like misty gray
And vanishes like a breath.
And yet in the rhyme rests
Hidden perhaps a scent,
Which gently from a silent bud
Calls forth a moist eye.
