Deep River
von Jacques Pinard Brown (Copyright)
O, deep river, O dark stream
How long did I wait, how long did I dream,
The blade of love turning in my heart
-In your embrace ends all my sorrow;
Quench, deep river, the flame of hate;-
The great longing that never leaves me
I see from far the glitter of steel and gold
I hear the soft murmur of waters deep and cold
I hear your voice whisper in my dreams
Make haste, O deep river, O dark stream.
(Translation of Eugene Marais’s ‘Diep Rivier’.)