Neruda And Vallejo: Selected Poems Part 3

Fu solo como un tnel. De m huan los pjaros,

y en m la noche entraba su invasin poderosa.

Para sobrevivirme te forje como un arma,

como una flecha en mi arco, como una piedra en mi honda.

Pero cae la hora de la venganza, y te amo.

Cuerpo de piel, de musgo, de leche vida y firme.

Ah los vasos del pecho! Ah los ojos de ausencia!

Ah las rosas del pubis! Ah tu voz lenta y triste!

Cuerpo de mujer ma, persistire en tu gracia.

Mi sed, mi ansia sin lmite, mi camino indeciso!

Oscuros cauces donde la sed eterna sigue,

y la fatiga sigue, y el dolor infinito.

Body of a woman, white hills, white thighs,

when you surrender, you stretch out like the world.

My body, savage and peasant, undermines you

and makes a son leap in the bottom of the earth.

I was lonely as a tunnel. Birds flew from me.

And night invaded me with her powerful army.

To survive I forged you like a weapon,

like an arrow for my bow, or a stone for my sling.

But now the hour of revenge falls, and I love you.

Body of skin, of moss, of firm and thirsty milk!

And the cups of your b.r.e.a.s.t.s! And your eyes full of absence!

And the roses of your mound! And your voice slow and sad!

Body of my woman, I will live on through your marvelousness.

My thirst, my desire without end, my wavering road!

Dark river beds down which the eternal thirst is flowing,

and the fatigue is flowing, and the grief without sh.o.r.e.

Translated by Robert Bly

6.

Te recuerdo como eras en el ltimo otono.

Eras la boina gris y el corazn en calma.

En tus ojos peleaban las llamas del crepsculo.