Much more than green looks the sea in your twinkling eye,
Much more than salt are your eyes in the sea transgress,
Much more than green are leaves floating on waves to die,
In green waves, eyes searched the beauty of loneliness.
Much more than you this love shines in my eyes of keen,
Much more than love means the grain of this saltiest tear,
Much more than sadness means the beauty of your green,
Much more than the green means your life for me, my dear.
Poem by Marieta Maglas
Dedicated to Alfred Lord Tennyson.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Much more than love is the true, Luis.I see in your poem ''Song#70'' that you know about this subject, even you seemingly didn't know in your comment about my poem.Much more than love is the true, because without true, love becomes a stupid lie.Enjoyed your poem-thanks.