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Mother, I want a husband!
By Lê Quý Đôn (1726-1784)
Translated by UG ( ?)
Mother,
I want a husband!
Mother,
I tell you, just bettwen us,
I cannot tell why but longing,
passionate longings have gripped me.
Certainly to get married is the normal wish of every young girl,
but to long for it like this and say to her mother ...
Longing has seized me, and burnt me up!
“You mean you long for that already
and you’re hardly reached the age
She opened her heart to her mother in these words:
“The union of the female
and male principles has always ruled the universe.
To establish a home is the common lot of mortals.
“Having once set foot in the fleeting world,
how many people keep their virginity for life?
“So many times, all alone, I think about my fate.
“Mother,can you share my lost intimate feelings?
“ At my age I’m still alone, always alone,
if by bad luck I miss the chance,
Mama, what will become of me ?.
“Verdant spring passes quickly:
I think man is like a bomboo shoot, aging rapidly.
One should marry in good time,
uniting a beautiful paragon pair in the flash of happiness.
“ I fear the red threads of my marriage might not be tied
and that I might float like a boat whose planks have come apart.
“Spring passes never to come again,
the capsized boat in the midst of rain lightning,
the leafless apricot trees show their sadness.
“ Mother, can you see how all bewildered I am by it?”
By Lê Quý Đôn (1726-1784)
Translated by UG ( ?)
Mother,
I want a husband!
Mother,
I tell you, just bettwen us,
I cannot tell why but longing,
passionate longings have gripped me.
Certainly to get married is the normal wish of every young girl,
but to long for it like this and say to her mother ...
Longing has seized me, and burnt me up!
“You mean you long for that already
and you’re hardly reached the age
She opened her heart to her mother in these words:
“The union of the female
and male principles has always ruled the universe.
To establish a home is the common lot of mortals.
“Having once set foot in the fleeting world,
how many people keep their virginity for life?
“So many times, all alone, I think about my fate.
“Mother,can you share my lost intimate feelings?
“ At my age I’m still alone, always alone,
if by bad luck I miss the chance,
Mama, what will become of me ?.
“Verdant spring passes quickly:
I think man is like a bomboo shoot, aging rapidly.
One should marry in good time,
uniting a beautiful paragon pair in the flash of happiness.
“ I fear the red threads of my marriage might not be tied
and that I might float like a boat whose planks have come apart.
“Spring passes never to come again,
the capsized boat in the midst of rain lightning,
the leafless apricot trees show their sadness.
“ Mother, can you see how all bewildered I am by it?”
