This is my favourite translation so far.

[ishyface]

When I look at you, my voice fails me;
My tongue is broken. Through my body
A fire runs, burning, tingling.
My eyes cannot see, my ears hear a roaring noise,
Sweat pours down me, I shiver and shake.
I am paler than grass in autumn.
I feel as if death is close upon me.
I am lost in love.

Stereotype or no, I fucking love Sappho.

Comments

[ladydreamer.livejournal.com]

squee

[jonem.livejournal.com]

Mmmmm.

Niiiice.

[box-head-man.livejournal.com]

aww

[tentertaining.livejournal.com]

Hee.

[crazykawaii.livejournal.com]

Yes.