The following is the English version:
I like that you are still: as if you are not there,
You hear me from a distance, but my voice can't touch you.
It seems that your eyes have flown away.
It seems that a kiss sealed your mouth.
Because everything is full of my soul
You emerged from things and filled my soul.
You are like my soul, the butterfly in my dream,
And you are like the word melancholy.
I like you to be quiet, but you seem to be far away from me.
It sounds as if you are lamenting, a butterfly cooing like a dove.
You hear me from a distance, but my voice can't reach you.
Let me be quiet in your silence.
Let me talk to you with your silence.
Bright as a lamp, simple as a ring.
You are like the night, with its silence and stars.
Your silence is the silence of the stars, distant and frank.
I like that you are still: as if you are not there,
Far away and full of sadness, as if you were dead.
A word and a smile are enough.
I'm glad it's not true.
-pablo neruda
I like your silence, as if you have disappeared.
You listen to me from afar, but my voice can't touch you.
It seems that your eyes have drifted away.
It's like a kiss sealing your mouth.
It's like my soul is full of everything
You emerged from everything and filled my soul.
You are like my soul, like a butterfly in my dream.
You are like the word melancholy.
I like your silence, as if you had already left.
You sound like you're lamenting a butterfly whispering like a dove.
You listen to me from afar, but my voice can't touch you.
Let me be quiet in your silence.
Let me talk to you through your silence.
Your silence is as bright as a lamp and as simple as a ring.
You are like a night with silence and stars.
You are like my soul, like a butterfly in my dream.
I like your silence, as if you have disappeared.
Thousands of miles away, full of sadness, as if you were dead.
At that time, a word and a smile were enough.
I'll be happy because it's not true.
-pablo neruda