Your Love In My Heart
When love finds refuge in one’s heart,
It stays there, becoming the nucleus of one’s transformation.
This type of love, that links souls and minds, never faded.
On the contrary, it only gets brighter and brighter,
And when one dies, that love just freezes in time,
No diminishing, no growth, just stationary.
Now, my only worries; at what point my love for you,
After my life has darkened and, my soul, been freed,
At what point will this love between you and me freeze?
Still uncertain, unilateral, reciprocal, binding, eternal, or passive,
My only worries; will we have the time to explore its peak?
I want to give you my best, to spend all the time with you,
Sharing the most with you, feeling your soul and body at the fullest.
But the life of a revolutionary is short, and death is certain but unknown,
I may die tomorrow while blowing up that bridge, or today, in my sleep,
Death is certain, certainly expected but still not desired,
Revolution, firm and unnegotiable decision to die for my people,
My only worries; will I be allowed to kiss you one more time?
When love finds refuge in one revolutionary’s heart,
Like a fire, it brings warmth, till it burns eternally in the people’s memories.
From the bottom of my heart, though I failed to say it, my love for you will keep burning like the brightest star.
The Butterflies to your ears, radiant sun at your smile, you, precious flower, are forever my true world.
