At the mosque
I never stop calling Him Until He appears And here we are face to face. He never stops burning in my breast. Every effort to extinguish this fire, is soaked in the sweat of the untamable. This is the place, The arena of our combat Internecine, One contemptuous, the other mad. |
May 29, 1943
Chairil Anwar
after the French translation of
Louis-Charles Damais