Poem 20, & quot; I can write the saddest verses ... & quot;

Poem 20, & quot; I can write the saddest verses ... & quot;

Poem 20, & quot; I can write the saddest verses ... & quot;

I can write the saddest verses tonight.

Write for example: "The night is starry, and the blue stars shiver in the distance."

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The wind of the night turns in the sky and sings.

I can write the saddest verses tonight. >

On nights like this I held her in my arms. I kissed her so many times under the infinite sky.

She loved me, sometimes I loved her too. loved his great fixed eyes.

I can write the saddest verses tonight.
Thinking I do not have it. Feeling I've lost it.

Hear the immense night, more immense without it. And the verse falls to the soul like grass to the dew.

I could keep it.
The night is starry and she is not with me.

That's it. In the distance someone sings. In the distance.
My soul is not content to have lost it.

As if to approach it my look seeks it,
My heart seeks it, and it is not with me. p> The same night that whitens the same trees.
We, those of then, we are not the same.

I do not want it anymore, it's true, but how much I loved it. My voice was searching for the wind to touch his ear.

From another. It will be from another. Like before my kisses.
His voice, his body clear. Her eyes are infinite.

I do not love her anymore, it's true, but maybe I love her.
Because love is so short, and forgetting is so long.

Nights like this I had in my arms,
My soul is not content to have lost her.

Although this is the last pain she causes me, and these are the last verse that I I write to you.

Cracovia- Lonja de los Paños de la noche
Cracovia- Lonja de los Paños de la noche

I write the saddest verses tonight.

Write, for example, "The night is filled with stars, , in the distance.

The night wind spins in the sky and sings.

I love to read the saddest verses tonight. too.

She loved me, at times I loved her too.

I can write the saddest verses tonight. 't have her. To feel that I have lost her

To hear the immense night, more immense without her.


The night is full of stars, and she is not with me.

That's all. In the distance, someone sings. In the distance.
My soul is not at peace with having lost her.

As if to bring her closer, my gaze searches for her. not with me.

I do not love her anymore, she's true. , but how much I loved her.
My voice searched for the wind which would touch her ear.

Another's. She will be another's. As before my kisses.
Her voice, her bright body. Her infinite eyes.

I love her, she's true, but maybe I love her. like this I held her in my arms,
my soul is not at peace with having lost her

Though this may be the final sorrow she causes me, and these last verses I The Essential Neruda

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