When Autumn Came

This is the way that autumn came to the trees:
it stripped them down to the skin,
left their ebony bodies naked.
It shook out their hearts, the yellow leaves,
scattered them over the ground.
Anyone could trample them out of shape
undisturbed by a single moan of protest.

The birds that herald dreams
were exiled from their song,
each voice torn out of its throat.
They dropped into the dust
even before the hunter strung his bow.

Oh, God of May have mercy.
Bless these withered bodies
with the passion of your resurrection;
make their dead veins flow with blood again.

Give some tree the gift of green again.
Let one bird sing.

by Faiz Ahmed Faiz

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'' Oh, God of May have mercy. Bless these withered bodies with the passion of your resurrection; make their dead veins flow with blood again. '' ITALIAN: '' Oh, Dio di maggio sii misericordioso. Benedici questi corpi avvizziti con la passione della tua risurrezione; fa' che in queste morte vene fluisca di nuovo il sangue. ''
A truly wonderful poem - it encompasses the longing of all mankind for new life. Your translation is a great gift to the reader.