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
