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Gracias a la vida

Gracias a la vida, que me has so much nut
me God Luceros dos, que cuando los repealed
disting Perfecto, of the negro y blanco en el
high heaven,
her starry backdrop, And from the crowds, the man I love

Thanks to life, giving me
both gave me the ear, which in all its breadth Day and night records
,
crickets and canaries, Hammers, turbines and bricks and storms,
And the tender voice of my beloved

Thanks to life which has given me so
given me sound and the alphabet
With the words, to think and speak Mother
, friend, brother, and light illuminating
The path of the soul of my loved

Thanks to life which has given me so
It has given me up, my tired feet
With them I walked, cities, beaches and pools
deserts, mountains
and plains And your house, your street and your patio

Thanks to life which has given me so
gave me a heart, which shakes its frame
When I see the fruit of the human brain
When I see the good so far the bad
When I see the bottom of your beautiful eyes

Thanks to life, which has given me has given me
both laughter and tears have given me
So I distinguish happiness and pain
The two materials that make my song
And your song, which is the same song
And the song of all, my own song
And your song, which is my own song.

Burning Sensation In Chest

Soneto XVII

No I love you as if you were salt-rose, topaz or arrow of carnations
que propagan el fuego:
te amo como se aman ciertas cosas oscuras,
secretamente, entre la sombra y el alma.

Te amo como la planta que no florece y lleva
dentro de sí, escondida, la luz de aquellas flores,
y gracias a tu amor vive oscuro en mi cuerpo
el apretado aroma que ascendió de la tierra.

Te amo sin saber cómo, ni cuándo, ni de dónde,
te amo directamente sin problemas ni orgullo:
así te amo porque no sé amar de otra manera,
sino así de este modo en que no soy ni eres,
tan cerca que tu mano sobre mi pecho es mía,
tan cerca que se cierran tus ojos con mi sueño.


Non I love you as if you were salt rose, topaz or arrow of carnations
that propagate fire: I love how they love
certain dark things, secretly
, between the shadow and the soul.

love you as the plant that never blooms but carries
inside, hidden, the light of those flowers;
thanks to your love lives darkly in my body
the solid fragrance, risen from the earth.


I love you without knowing how, when or where,
love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride: I love you so
because I can not love otherwise
so that, in this way are not and are not ,
so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
così vicino che si chiudono i tuoi occhi col mio sonno.