The Fortune Teller

She sat with fear in her eyes

Contemplating the upturned cup

She said "Do not be sad, my son

You are destined to fall in love"

My son, Who sacrifices himself for his beloved,

Is a martyr

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For long have I studied fortune-tellingBut never have I read a cup similar to yoursFor long have I studied fortune-tellingBut never have I seen sorrows similar to yoursYou are predestined to sail foreverSail-less, on the sea of loveYour life is forever destinedTo be a book of tearsAnd be imprisonedBetween water and fire

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But despite all its pains,

Despite the sadness

That is with us day and night

Despite the wind

The rainy weather

And the cyclone

It is love, my son

That will be forever the best of fates

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There is a woman in your life, my sonHer eyes are so beautifulGlory to GodHer mouth and her laughterAre full of roses and melodiesAnd her gypsy and crazy love of lifeTravels the worldThe woman you loveMay be your whole worldBut your sky will be rain-filledYour road blocked, blocked, my sonYour beloved, my son, is sleepingIn a guarded palaceHe who approaches her garden wallWho enters her roomAnd who proposes to herOr tries to unite her plaitsWill cause her to be lost, my son…lost

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You will seek her everywhere, my son

You will ask the waves of the sea about her

You will ask the shores of the seas

You will travel the oceans

And your tears will flow like a river

And at the close of your life

You will find that since your beloved

Has no land, no home, no address

You have been pursuing only a trace of smoke

How difficult it is, my son

To love a woman

Who has neither land, nor home