"You can never get a cup of tea large enough or a book long enough to suit me."
— C.S. Lewis
Friday, March 18, 2011
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53 by Becquer
Volveran las obscuras golondrinas
En tu balcon sus nidos a colgar,
Y, otra vez, con el ala a sus cristales
Jugando llamaran.
Pero aquellas que el vuelo refrenaban
Tu hermosura y mi ducah a contemplar,
Aquellas que aprendieron nuestros nombres...
Esas...no volveran!
Volveran las tupidas madreselvas
De tu jard"in las tapias a escalar,
Y, otra vez a la tarde, aun m"as hermosas,
Sus flores se abriran;
Pero aquellas, cuajadas de rocio,
Cuyas gotas mirabamos temblar
Y caer, como lagrimas del dia...
Esas...no volveran!
Volveran del amor en tus oidos
Las palabras ardientes a sonar;
Tu corazon de su profundo sueno
Tal vez despertara;
Per mudo y absorto y de rodillas,
Como se adora a Dios ante su altar,
Como yo te he querido...desenganate,
Asi no te querran!
It is good to note that much of this needs accents and other spanish markings that are never possible to do in these comment things.
i can google it and find a correct version... before I do, mind telling me what it means?
Warning: This is a very rough and unprofessional translation.
The dark swallows will return
To hang their nests in your balcony
and, again, con the wing to their crystals, playing they will call.
But those who were restraining the flight
Your beauty and my statement to contemplate,
Those that learned our names...
Those...will not return!
The thick honeysuckles will return
to climb the stone walls of the garden,
and, again, in the afternoon, although prettier,
their flowers will open;
But those, drops of dew,
that cats used to watch to tremble
and fall, like tears of the day
Those...will not return!
The singing ardent words will return the love en your eyes;
Your heart of his deep dream perhaps will awaken him.
But kneeling, amazing, and silent,
like to praise God before his altar,
As if I had cared for you...stop kidding yourself,
I do not care for you now.
I will def use that. I actually really like it.
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