La Soledad | Peter Y. Chuang - Novelist, Short Story Writer

You came to me as poetry comes in song
and you showed me a new world of passion.
You loved me without conditions or reason
while I ignorant of the meaning of love protected my heart.
The sun has gone and now I sing of you
this solitude consumes me.
Forgive me if I was stolen away by fear.
You came to me I did not know how to love
all that is left is this song.

Translated from Spanish by Nina Taskov

A song originally by Pink Martini, with an odd presence of Chopin’s Andate spianato and Grand Polonaise op. 22 in the middle of it

Peter Y. Chuang is a Hong Kong-born novelist, short story writer, and a music critic who has lived in London at a time and now goes to Berlin semi-regularly for no good reason. When he’s not writing or reading, he’s probably playing with his cat, or listening to classical music, either at home or at one of the opera houses and concert halls in Germany. He uses Linux (current distro of choice: Arch Linux). Read more about his Linux stuff.

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