ALyXaNdRiA_BaRBiE (the Sexiest Spy of the Underworld)
"It's the good girls who write in a diary, the bad girls don't have time. Me? I just want a life I am going to remember, even if I don't write it down." Thursday, September 02, 2004 Time, 1:55 am
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This is one of the nicest, most romantic poems I've read: Puedo escribir los versos mas tristes esta noche By Pablo Neruda Puedo escribir los versos mas tristes esta noche. Escribir, por ejemplo: La noche esta estrellada, y tiritan, azules, los astros, a lo lejos El viento de la noche gira en el cielo y canta Puedo escribir lo versos mas tristes esta noche Yo la quise, y a veces ella tambien me quiso En las noches como esta la tuve entre mis brazos La bese tantas veces bajo el cielo infinito Ella me quiso, a veces yo tambien la queria Como no haber amado sus grandes ojos fijos Puedo escribir lo versos mas tristes esta noche Pensar que no la tengo. Sentir que la he perdido Oir la noche inmensa, mas inmensa sin ella Y el verso cae al alma como al pasto el rocio Que importa que mi amor no pudiera guardarla La noche estra estrellada y ella no esta conmigo Eso es todo. A lo lejos alguien canta. A lo lejos. Mi alma no se contenta con haberla perdido Como para acercarla mi mirada la busca Mi corazon la busca, y ella no esta conmigo La misma noche que hace blanquear los mismos arboles Nosotros, los de entonces, ya no somos los mismos Ya no la quiero, es cierto, pero cuanto la quise Mi vos buscaba el viento para tocar su oido De otro. Sera de otro. Como antes de mi besos Su voz, su cuerpo claro. Sus ojos infinitos Ya no la quiero, es cierto, pero tal vez la quiero Es tan corto el amor, y es tan largo el ovido Porque en noches como esta la tuve entre mis brazos, mi alma no se contenta con haberla perdido Aunque este sea el ultimo dolor que ella me causa, y estos sean los ultimos versos que yo le escribo.
Translation (but translations never do original poems justice, so bear with it): Tonight I can write the saddest lines By Pablo Neruda Tonight I can write the saddest lines. Write, for example, 'The night is starry and the stars are blue and shiver in the distance.' The night wind revolves in the sky and sings. Tonight I can write the saddest lines I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too Through nights like this one I held her in my arms I kissed her again and again under the endless sky She loved me, sometimes I loved her too How could one not have loved her great still eyes Tonight I can write the saddest lines To think that I do not have her. To feel that I have lost her. To hear the immense night, still more immense without her And the verse falls to the soul like dew to the pasture What does it matter that my love could not keep her The night is starry and she is not with me This is all. In the distance someone is singing. In the distance. My soul is not satisfied that it has lost her. My sight tries to find her as though to bring her closer My heart looks for her, and she is not with me. The same night whitening the same trees We, of that time, are no longer the same. I no longer love her, that's certain, but how I loved her My voice tried to find the wind to touch her hearing. Another's. She will be another's. As she was before my kisses. Her voice, her bright body. Her infinite eyes. I no longer love her, that's certain, but maybe I love her. Love is so short, forgetting is so long. Because through nights like this one I held her in my arms my soul is not satisfied that it has lost her. Though this be the last pain that she makes me suffer and these the last verses that I write for her.
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