XX Poem

I can write the saddest verses tonight.

To write for example: 'The night is starry

and shiver, blue, the celestial bodies, in the distance.'

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

I can write the saddest verses tonight.

I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.

Through nights like this I held her in my arms.

I kissed her several times under the endless sky.

She loved me, sometimes I loved her too.

How to not have loved her great still eyes.

I can write the saddest verses tonight.

To think that I don't have her. To feel that I have lost her.

To hear the immense night, more immense without her.

And the verse falls to the soul like dew to grass.

What does it matter that my love could not keep her.

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 with having her lost.

As to approach her to me my gaze looks for her.

My heart looks for her, and she is not with me.

The same night that whitens the same trees.

We, of then, are no longer the same.

I no longer love her, it's true, but how much I loved her.

My voice searched the wind to touch her ear.

Of another. She might be of another. As before my kisses.

Her voice, her bright body. Her infinite eyes.

I no longer love her, it's true, but maybe I love her.

Love is so short, and the oblivion is so long.

Because through nights like this I held her in my arms,

My soul is not content with having her lost

Though this be the last pain she causes me,

and these the last verses I write for her.

Vocabulary:

Verses: Versos

Shiver: Tiritar

Celestial bodies: Astros

Revolve: Girar

Held: Pasado de hold à Tener, sostener (un objeto, una persona) 

Dew: Rocío

Content: Satisfecho

Gaze: Mirada fija

Whiten: Blanquear

Oblivion: Olvido