MY FAIRY TALES


(A JA TOBIE BAJKI OPOWIADAM)


I whisper my fairy tales to your ear,
They make your delight so sincere.
I add to your eyes and hair shiny tone
And you are all of the silver stone,
And myself, with deepest bond,
With my longing, possession and fond,
I name you a silver night,
A silver rose laying by my side.
Night paints your hair with azure balm
And your wisdom is all of the calm.

1953

[© for English translation, M. Gałczyński]