Letter #

414

Author: 
Chaim Kaufman

Date:

3/5/1941

Summary:

Birthday poem, wishes her to celebrate with family, my muse is asleep, this is a holy day, accept that which you consider good and noble, and what's bad, throw out

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Full Translation

Dearest birthday girl!!! On your birthday, instead of gifts and flowers, Accept dearest, my modest wishes O Birthday Girl!!! May you celebrate your next birthday Among your own, in your own home, and in your own nest I wish you lots of happiness, bright sunshine, and lots and lots of roses….. May the star of your happiness settle under a lucky planet. Accept, Birthday Girl, my modest wishes as real, Because, in my current mood, I cannot Write something more worthy Since my muse is asleep. Unfortunately, it may not be proper to write _____ in such a setting…… However, this is a holy day for me, Oh, how holy To even talk about such petty matters. Salunkia dearest, I am sitting at a table, pencil in hand, and I am tinking about the matter since I have so much to tell you. My heart is overflowing, but you probably know that only a stone grows without roots,and the heart cries without tears….. Still, I ask myself, Salunka, why And I bow my head and then I cannot ______ think I ponder, week after week, how to manage on your birthday, so I will definitely think about you all that day anmd all night, I will think only about you. Last year, I did that, because you wished it, but today, I do it on my own initiative. Salenka, accept that which you consider good and noble, and what’s bad, throw out. Your faithful Chaim If you want to see me, please write. I am waiting for your answer.