Pablo neruda pablo neruda
If you forget me
Translation: Qin
i want you to know
One thing.
You know what this is:
If I look,
On the crystal moon, on the red branches.
At my window,
If I touch
Close to the fire
Invisible ashes
Or the folds of wood,
Everything brought me to you,
Like everything that exists,
Scent, light, metal,
It's a boat
That sailboat
To your island waiting for me.
Okay, now,
If you stop loving me.
I will gradually stop loving you.
If suddenly
You forgot me.
Don't look for me,
Because I have forgotten you.
If you think it's long and crazy,
Flag wind
Things that run through my life,
You decide
Leave me on the shore
I have a rooted heart,
commemorate
On that day,
At that time,
I will raise my arms.
My roots will be lit
To find another land.
but
If every day,
Every hour,
You think you are my destiny takes a hand.
With indescribable sweetness,
If there is a flower every day
Climb to your lips to find me,
Ah, my love, ah, my love,
On me, all the fires are repeating,
Nothing will disappear or be forgotten in me,
My love feeds on your love, dear,
As long as you live, it will be in your arms.
Without leaving mine.
I want you to understand.
One thing.
You understand why the following phenomena occur:
If I stare,
Late autumn window
The crystal moon, the red branches,
If I touch it,
By the fire
Tiny ashes.
Or wrinkled dry wood,
Everything will fascinate me with you.
Like everything else in the world,
Aromatic, bright, metallic
Turned into a ship.
bear
The island you expect me to visit.
Okay, listen,
If you don't love me more and more.
Then my love for you will fade.
If you suddenly
Forget me.
Don't look for me.
Because I have forgotten you for a long time.
If you think it's flying
Accompany me through the wind of flag hunting all my life.
Persistent and crazy,
So I decided
Abandoned me in the heart bank
That's my root,
commemorate
On that day,
At that moment,
I will raise my arms.
My roots set sail for John Young.
To find another world.
but
If every day,
Every moment,
You are all rejoicing.
Because of me, you were destined to come,
If there is a flower every day.
Climbing lips looking for me,
Ah, my love, ah, my darling,
The fire rekindled in my heart,
None can be extinguished or forgotten,
Your AIDS has nurtured my love, dear,
As long as you live, it won't leave.
Your arm, leave my love behind.
Sonnet seventeen
Sonnet seventeen
Pablo neruda pablo neruda
Sonnet 17
Translation: Qin
I love you not like you are a salt rose or topaz,
Or a carnation arrow from a fire.
I love you, just as something dark is worth loving.
Secretly, between the shadow and the soul.
I love you like a plant that will never bloom.
But it itself carries the light of hidden flowers;
Thank you for your love, a solid fragrance,
Rise from the ground and live in my body in darkness.
I love you, but I don't know how, when and where.
I love you straight away, not complicated or proud;
So I love you, because I don't know any other way.
I don't exist, and neither do you,
The hand you put on my chest is my hand,
So close that your eyes closed when I fell asleep.
I love you, but not as exciting as roses and topaz.
Or the burning stamens of carnations.
I love you as much as I love secrets and lovely things.
Between the shadow and the soul, I secretly love you.
I love you, just as love never blooms, but it shows itself on me.
Invisible flowers glow like plants;
Because of your love, some kind of pure fragrance.
Rise from the earth and live weakly in me.
I love you, I don't know the way, time and starting point of love.
I love you directly, not complicated or proud;
I love you, because I know nothing but love you.
Other ways: you and I go hand in hand, as close as lips and teeth,
Close to my chest, your hands and mine can't tell each other apart,
Close enough for me to fall asleep, you will close your eyes.
Pablo neruda's Poems
Pablo neruda's Poems
We even lost it.
We even lost the dusk.
Nobody saw us holding hands tonight.
Blue night arrival world.
I saw it from the window.
A grand gathering of distant mountains and sunset.
Sometimes a piece of sunshine
Burning like a coin in my hand.
I remember you, my heart is in my hands.
In the sadness you know.
Where were you then?
Who else is here?
what did you say ?
Why did the whole love suddenly come?
Just when I was sad, I felt you were far away?
I dropped the book that was always open in the twilight.
My shawl rolled up at my feet like a wounded dog.
Forever, forever, you retreat into the night.
The statue was erased at dusk.
Wesley Wang
The magic of poetic language cannot be conveyed.
When the gray shadow of the long night comes early
An empty heart has nothing to send
The bells of distant foreign countries
Wake up the last bit of sporadic memory.
So simple and clear, so crisp and neat
Happy.