AUSENCIA

Único amor, ya tan mío
que va sazonando el Tiempo
¡qué bien nos sabe la ausencia
cuando nos estorba el cuerpo!

Mis manos te han olvidado
pero mis ojos te vieron
y cuando es amargo el mundo
para mirarte los cierro.

No quiero encontrarte nunca,
que estás conmigo y no quiero
que despedace tu vida
lo que fabrica mi sueño.

Como un día me la diste
viva tu imagen poseo,
que a diario lavan mis ojos
con lágrimas tu recuerdo.

Otro se fue, que no tú,
amor que clama el silencio
si mis brazos y tu boca
con las palabras partieron.

Otro es éste, que no yo,
mudo, conforme y eterno
como este amor, ya tan mío
que irá conmigo muriendo.


ABSENCE

My only love and so wholly mine
Making desirable my days,
How well we both know what absence is
Since the flesh hinders us so always!

My hands to be sure have forgotten you
But my eyes can see you as I tell,
Whenever the world grows bitter for me
I shut them both then I see you well.

I never want to meet you again
Who are with me always, I do not care
How I shatter to pieces life which is yours
Which for me weaves this dream so fair.

Just as one day you said to me
that it is your living image I own,
Because daily I wash my eyes
With the tears wherein your memory shone.

One went away but it was not you,
My love whom the silences can claim,
If my two arms even and my mouth
Went away with the words the name.

This is not I, the other it is
Silent as usual but lasting for aye,
Just like this love so wholly mine
Which will go on with me till I die.

Translated by Edna Worthley Underwood


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