To My Wife

If we were to multiply the love of mankind,
The love that was, and is, and will be,
It would be pitch black...My love is bright as day...
People have not yet experienced this feeling.

If we were to bring down all the stars from heaven,
All the suns of the heavens of the universe,
My love would burn brighter than
All the suns for a millennium of centuries....

If we were to gather all the flowers of all the planets,
That the wind rocks at dawn,
The smell of my love would be stronger than
The perfume of all the flowers through eternity...

From which star did you fall down here,
My comapnion, my dear friend, my wife?
Brighten my life, brighten it always,
You are the only one above all stars.

  --Volodymyr Sosiura