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Teñvalded

Teñvalded

DARKNESS

 

Neither moon nor star

Just ash-colored clouds

I am cold on this dark night;

I call my star

Like a man in exile

---In his troubled Soul---

Crying for his Mother-Country,

When will my Star come back?

 

November 1970

Read this poem in breton
Translated by Lenora Timm
 

Tud o tont da Draoñ-an-Dour war lec'h an abadenn skinwel gant André Voisin
 
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