Emigdi Subirats i Sebastià

Please myself
Shall praise good news and sing melodies.
Bye wars and blood.
 The sea is calm tonight,
 welcome new hymns,
true anthems of gaiety.
Not flying on the air,
not building the moon on earth,
walking in beauty like a cloudless night,
kissing new ways of living/ in starry climates.
Hopes that my heart does need,
all dark shadows it denies.
A mind at peace
whose eyes shine,
bright of heaven and earth,
waves of water, purified.
Believe in new ways of acting,
behaviours that change oneself.
Neighbours learn
the ways of becoming friends.
Know what to do in the future,
fed up with a bad today,
rid of whatever dirtiness,
clean as the water of well.
Hope I can please myself.

NIGHT UPON TOWN
When the night falls upon town,
Light flies unstoppable,
and stands above, in hill’s eyes.
Peace reigns in the park
And birds sing in dreams
With tender words and kissed.
Quiet is a cloudless night.
The stars do move and shine,
While everyone sleeps tenderly,
Apart from me, the strangest one.
I’m awake and see
The yellowy moon watching life go by.
There’s no way of avoiding
A rare feeling at night.

PATH OF FLOWERS
Where you see that path of flowers,
In a moment of deep shyness,
The world vanishes fast.
There ‘s no more to fulfil,
The quiet of the moment reigns.
Later, we go nowhere.
Borders you find wherever
You want to cross.
 And a well, waterless-
emptiness everywhere.
Shadows in a world of lights,
Cruelty mixed with tenderness.
Flying above our heads.
I don’t know what happens
When beauty becomes ugliness.

 Some peace of mind

I saw what was going to occur,
I did nothing, though,
am not willing to move,
feel like sitting in a shadow
and only wait.

I never fight anything,
don’t look back or front,
hate the present times.

I breath, work and study,
sometimes even write,
don’t want to be a bestseller,
nor a famous poet,
just want some peace of mind.

 Dear mum

Dear mother I wonder how I could to get by
without your understanding and your kindness.
Though now I’m grown up, can care of myself
and need independence to my life fulfil.

I want to be the king of an earthen paradise
to offer Thee the crown and plant flowers
in the garden of your heart.

I wish I could by the stars and bring them to your arms
to make the univers shine golden lights of peace
in moments merry and nice.

I long to fly somewhere to find the essence of soul
filled with happiness around and save the world
of spines and be back together again.

 Endless tenderness

Sincerely promise
will never forget pure feelings
towards a world
I want to believe
has still time to recover
those other times,
when peace had a clearer meaning.
Neighbours where the best
relatives with their open doors,
always, and wider hearts
and endless tenderness
and such a human life.

Thinking of Kosovo (2002)

The slave is singing and the moon appears,
whisperig the song of the lost peace.
This is perhaps the last tear
in this bloody world.
The slave is suffering and sharpens his tools
to break his chains,
but he’s only breaking the last part of his life.
The shadow is filling in black the earth and the bombs.
The slave is dreaming of real freedom
to enjoy some day.
Suddenly he listens to stories
that talk about slaves and war.
Bloody battles stained in red.
And he sings no more.