Amo ciò che di tenace ancora sopravvive nei miei occhi, nelle mie camere abbandonate dove abita la luna, e ragni di mia proprietà, e distruzioni che mi sono care, adoro il mio essere perduto, la mia sostanza imperfetta.
Pablo NerudaOur love was born
outside the walls,
in the wind,
in the night,
in the earth,
and that's why the clay and the flower,
the mud and the roots
know your name.
Mots clés love poetry nature earth pablo-neruda
Toglimi il pane, se vuoi,
toglimi l’aria, ma
non togliermi il tuo sorriso.
ميت هو ذاك الذي يفضّل الأسود والأبيض ، والنقاط على الحروف ، بدلاً من سرب غامض من الانفعالات الجارفة ..
ميت هو ذاك الذي لا يقلب الطاولة ، ولا يسمح لنفسه ولو لمرة واحدة في حياته بالهرب من النصائح المنطقية ..
ميت من يخشى أن يطرح الأسئلة حول المواضيع التي يجهلها ، ومن لا يجيب عندما يُسأل عن أمر يعرفه ..
ميت من يجتنب الشغف .. ولا يجازف باليقين في سبيل اللايقين من أجل أن يطارد أحد أحلامه ..
What's wrong with you? I look at you
and I find nothing in you but two eyes
like all eyes, a mouth
lost among a thousand mouths that I have kissed, more beautiful,
a body just like those that have slipped
beneath my body without leaving any memory.
Mots clés goodbye end-of-love
Here I love you.
Here I love you and the horizon hides you in vain.
I love you still among these cold things.
Sometimes my kisses go on those heavy vessels
that cross the sea towards no arrival.
I see myself forgotten like those old anchors.
You came to my life
with what you were bringing,
made
of light and bread and shadow I expected you,
and Like this I need you,
Like this I love you,
and to those who want to hear tomorrow
that which I will not tell them, let them read it here,
and let them back off today because it is early
for these arguments.
Mots clés falling-in-love
Don't leave me, even for an hour, because
then the little drops of anguish will all run together,
the smoke that roams looking for a home will drift
into me, choking my lost heart.
Mots clés love
Quiero vivir en un mundo en el que los seres sean solamente humanos, sin darse en la cabeza con una regla, con una palabr, con una etiqueta... Quiero que la gran mayoría, la única mayoría, todos, puedan hablar, leer, escuchar, florecer. No entendí nunca la lucha sino para que ésta termine.
Pablo NerudaI learned about life
from life itself,
love I learned in a single kiss
and could teach no one anything
except that I have lived
with something in common among men,
when fighting with them,
when saying all their say in my song.
Pablo Neruda- "Ode to the Book,
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