聂鲁达英文版《二十首情诗与绝望的歌》

1、最新 料推荐聂鲁达二十首情诗与绝望的歌here i love youhere i love youin the dark pines the wind disentangles itselfthe moon glows like phosphorus on the vagrant watersdays, all one kind, go chasing each otherthe snow unfurls in dancing figuresa silver gull slips down from the westsometimes a sail ,high,high starsoh the

2、 black cross of a shipalonesometimes i get up early an even my soul is wetfar away the sea sounds an resoundsthis is a porthere i love you .here i love you and the horizon hides you in vaini love you still among these cold thingssometimes my kisses go on those heavy vesselsthat cross the sea towards

3、 no arrivali see myself forgotten like those old anchorsmesthinking, thangling shadowsthinking,tangling shadows in the deep solitudeyou are far away too,oh farther than anyonethinking,freeing birds,dissolving imagesburying lampsbelfry of fogs,how far away,up there!stifling laments, milling shadowy h

4、opes,taciturn miller.night falls on you face downward, far from the city.your presence is foreign, as strange to me as a thing1最新 料推荐i think, i explore great tracts of my life bfore youmy life before anyone, my harsh lifethe shout facing the sea, among the rocks.running free,mad,in the sea-spraythe

5、sad rage, the shout, the solitude of the seaheadlong,violent, stretched towads the skyyou,woman, what were you there, what ray,what vaneof that immense fan?you were as far as you are nowfire in the forest! buren in blue crossesburn, burn, flamp up, sparkle in trees of lightin my sky at twilightthis

6、poem is a paraphrase of the 30th poem in rabindranath tagore s the gardenerin my sky at twilight you are like a cloudand your form and colour are the way i love themyou are mine, mine, woman with sweet lipsand in your life my infinite dreams livethe lamp of my soul dyes your feetmy sour wine is swee

7、ter on your lipsoh reaper of my evening songhow solitary dreams believe you to be mine!you are mine, mine, i go shouting it to the afternoon swind, and the wind hauls on my widowed voicehuntress of the depths of my eyes, your plunderstills your nocturnal regard as though it were wateryou are taken i

8、n the net of my music, my loveand my nets of music are wide as the skymy soul is born on the shore of your eyes of mourningin your eyes of mourning the land of dreams begins.i like for you to be still2最新 料推荐i like for you to be still: it is as though you were absentand you hear me from far away and

9、my voice does not touch youit seems as though your eyes had flown awayand it seems that a kiss had sealed your mouthas all things are filled with my soulyou emerge from the things, filled with my soulyou are like my soul. a butterfly of dreamand you are like the word melancholyi like for you to be s

10、till, and you seem far awayit sounds as though you were lamenting, a butterflycooing like a doveand you hear me from far away, and my voice does not reach you :let me come to be still in your silenceand let me talk to you with your silencethat is bright sa a lamep, simple as a ringyou are like the n

11、ight, with its stillness and constellationsyour silence is that of a star, as remote and candidi like for you to be still: it is as though you were absentdistant and full of sorrow as though you had diedone wore then, one smile, is enoughand i am happy, happy that it s not trueevery day you playevey

12、 day you play with the light of the universesubtle visitor, you arrive in the flower and wateryou are more than this white head that i hold tightlyas a cluster of fruit, every day, between my handsyou are like nobody since i love youlet me spread you out among yellow garlandswho writes your name in

13、letters of smoke among3最新 料推荐the stars of the south?oh let me remember you as you were before you existedsuddenly the wind howls and bangs at my shut windowthe sky is a net crammed with shadowy fishhere all the winds let go sooner or later, all of themthe rain takes off her clothesthe birds go by, f

14、leeingthe wind. the wind.i can contend omly against the power of menthe storm whirls dark leavesand turns loose all the boats that were moored last night to the skyyou are here. oh, you do not run awayyou will answer me to the last crycling to me as though you were frightenedeven so, at one time a s

15、trange shadow ran trough your eyesnow, now too, little one. you bring me honeysuckleand even your breasts smell of itwhile the sad wind goes slaughtering butterfliesi love you, and my happiness bites the plum of your mouthhow you must have suffered getting accustomed to memy savage, solitary soul ,m

16、y name that sends them all runningso many times we have seen the morng star burn , kissing our eyesand over our heads the grey light unwind in turning fansmy words rained over you ,stroking youa long time i have loved the sunned mother-of-pearl of your bodyi go so far as to think that you own the un

17、iversei will bring you happy flowers from the mountains ,bluebellsdark hazels, and rustic baskets of kisses.i wantto do with you what spring does with the cherry trees.4最新 料推荐i have gone markingi have gone marking the atlas of your body with crosses of firemy mouth went across: a spider, trying to h

18、idein you ,behind you, timid, driven by thirststories to tell yu on the shore of eveningsad and gentle doll, so that you should not be sada swan, a tree, some thing far away and happythe season of grapes, the ripe and fruitful seasoni who lived in a harbour from which i loved youthe solitude crossed

19、 with deam and with silencepenned up between the sea and sadnesssoundless, delirious, betuuen tuo motionless gondoliersbetween the lips and the voice something goes dyingsomething with the wings of a bird, something of anguish and oblivionthe way nets cannot hold watermy toy doll, only a few drops a

20、re left tremblingeven so, something sings in these fugitive wordssomething sings ,something climbs to my ravenous mouthoh to be able to celebrate you with all the words of joysing, burn, flee, like a belfry at the hands of a madmanmy sad tenderness, what comes over you all at once?when i have resche

21、d the most awesome and the coldest summitmy heart closes like a nocturnal floweryou breast is enoghyou breast is enogh for my heartand my wings for your freedomwhat was sleeping above your soul will riseout of my mouth to heaven5最新 料推荐in you is the illusion of each dayyou arrive like the dew to the

22、cupped flowersyou undermine the horizon with your absenceeternally in flight like the wavei have said tha you sang in the windlike the pines and like the mastslike them you are tall and taciturnand you are sad, all at once, like a voyageyou gather things to you like an old roadyou are peopled with e

23、choes and nostalgic voicesi awoke and at times birds fled and migratedthat had been sleeping in your soulalmost out of the sky, half of the moonanchors between two mountainsturning, wandering night, the digger of eyeslet s see how many stars are smashed in the poolit makes a cross of mouring between

24、 my eyes, and runs awayforge of blue metals, nights of stilled combatsm heart revolves like a crazy wheetgirl who have come from so far, been brought from so farsometimes your glance flashes ot under the skyyu cross above my heart eithout stoppingwind from the tombs carries of , wrecks, scatters you

25、r sleey rootthe big trees on the other side of her, uprootedbut you cloudless girl, question of smoke, corn tasselyou were what the wind was making with illuminated leavesbehind the nocturnal mountains, white lily of conflagrationah, i can say nothing! you were mmade of everythinglonging that sliced

26、 my breast into piecesit is time to take another road, on which she does not smilestorm that buride the bells, muddy swir of tormentswhy touch her now, why make her sad6最新 料推荐oh to follow the roda that leads away from everythingwithout anguish, death, winter waiting along itwith their eyes open thro

27、ugh the dewwe have lost evenwe have lost even this twilightno one saw us this evening hand in handwhile the blue night dropped on the worldi have seen from my windowthe fiesta of sunset in the distant mountain topssometimes a piece of sunburned like a coin between my handsi remembered you with my so

28、ul clenchedin that sadness of mine that you knowwhere were you then?wo else was there?saying what?why will the whole of love come on me suddenlywhen i am sad and feel you are far away?the book fell that is always turned to at twilightand my cape rolled like a hurt dog at my feetalways, always you re

29、cede through the eceningstowards where the twilight goes erasing statuesdruk with pinesdrunk with pines and long kisseslike summer i steer the fast sail of the rosesbent towards the death of the thin daystuck into my solid marine madnesspale and lashed to my ravenous wateri cruise in the sour smell

30、of the naked climatestill dressed in grey and bitter soundsand a sad crest of abandoned spray7最新 料推荐hardened by passions, i go mounted on my one wavelunar, solar, burning and cold, all at oncebecalmed in the throat of the fortunate islesthat are white and sweet as cool hipsin the moist night my garm

31、ent of kisses tremblescharged to insanity with electric currentsheroically divided into dreamsand intoxicating roses practicing on meupstream, in the midst of the outer wavesyour parallel body yelds to my armslike a fishi infinitely fastened to my soulquick an slow, in the energy under the skywhite

32、beewhite bee, you buzz in my soul, drunk with honeyand your flight winds in slow spirals of smokei am the one without hope, the word without echoeshe who lost everything and he who had everythinglast hawser, in you creaks my last longingin my barren land you are the final roseah you who are silent!l

33、et your deep eyes close. there the night fluttersah your body, a frightened statue, nakedyou have deep eyes in which the night flailscool arms of flowers and a lap of roseyour breasts seem like white snailsa butterfly of shadow has come to sleep on your bellyah you who are silent!8最新 料推荐here is the

34、solitude from which you are absentit is raining. the sea wind is hunting stray gullsthe water walks barefoot in the wet streetsfrom that tree the leaves complain as though they were sickwhite bee, even when you are gone you buzz in my soulyou live again in time, slender and silentah you who are sile

35、nt!leaning. into. the .afternoonsleaning into the afternoons i cast my sad netstowards your oceanic eyesthere in the highest blaze my solitude lengthens and flamesits arms turning like a drowning man si send out red signals across your absent eyesthat move like the sea near a lighthouseyou keep only

36、 darkness, my distant femalefrom your regard sometimes the coast of dread emergeslesning into the afternoons i fling my sad netsto that sea that beats on your marine eyesthe birds of night peck at the first starsthat flash like my soul when i love youthe night gallops on its shadowy mareshedding blu

37、e tassels over the landi remember you as you werei remember you as you were in the last autumnyou were the grey beret and the still heartin your eyes the flames of the twilight fought onand the leaves fell in the water of your soulclasping my arms like a climbing plantthe leaves garnered your voice,

38、 that was slow and at peacebonfire of awe in which my thirst was burningsweet blue hyacinth twisted over my souli feel your eyes traveling, and the autumn is far off:grey beret, voice of a bird, heart like a housetowards which my deep longings migratedand my kisses fell, happy as embers9最新 料推荐sky fr

39、m a ship .field from the hills:your memory is made of light, fo smoke, of a still pond!beyond your eyes, farther on, the evenings were blazingdry autumn leaves revolved in your soulso that you will hear meso that you will hear me my wordssometimes grow thinas the tracks of the gulls on the beachesne

40、cklace, drunken bellfor your hands smooth as grapesand i watch my words from a long way offthey are more yours than minethey climb on my old suffering like ivyit climbs the same way on damp wallsyou are to blame for this cruel sportthey are fleeing from my dark lairyou fill everything, you fill ever

41、ythingbefore you they peopled the solitude that you occupyand they are more used to my sadness than you arenow i want them to say what i want to say to youto make you hear as i want you to hear methe wind of anguish still hauls on them as usualsometimes hurricanes of dreams still knock them overyou

42、listen to other voices in my painful voicelament of old mouths, blood of old supplicationslove me, companion. don t forsake me. follow mefollow me. companion, on this wave of anguishbut my words become stained with your loveyou occupy everything, you occupy everything10最新 料推荐i am making them into an

43、 endless necklacefor your white hands, smooth as grapesthe morning is fullthe morning is full of stormin the heart of summerthe clouds travel like white handkerchiefs of goodbyethe wind, traveling, waving them in its handsthe numberless heart of the windbeating above our loving silenceorchestral and

44、 divine, resounding among the treeslike a language full of wars and songswind that bears off the dead leaves with a quick raidand deflects the pulsing arrows of the birdswind that topples her in a wave without sprayand substance without weight, and leaning firesher mass of kisses breaks and sinksass

45、ailed in the door of the summer s windah vastness of pinesah vastness of pines, murmur of waves breakingslow play of lights, solitary belltwilight falling in your eyes, toy dollearth-shell, in whom the earth singsin you the rivers sing and my soul flees in themas you desire, and you send it where yo

46、u willaim my road on your bow of hopeand in a frenzy i will free my flock of arrowson all sides i see your waist of fogand your silence hunts down my afflicted hoursmy kisses anchor, and my moist desire nests11最新 料推荐in you with your arms of tansparent stoneah your mysterious voice that love tolls an

47、d darkensin the resonant and dying evening!thus in deep hours i have seen, over the fieldsthe ears of wheat tolling in the mouth of the windthe light wraps youthe light wraps you in its mortal flameabstracted pale mourner, standing that wayagainst the old propellers of the twilightthat revolves arou

48、nd youspeechless, my friendalone in the loneliness of this hour of the deadand filled with the lives of firepure heir of the ruined daya bough of fruit falls from the sun on your dark garmentthe great roots of ninghtgrow suddenly from your souland the things that hide in you come out againso that a

49、blue and pallid peopleyour newly born, takes nourishmentoh magnificent and fecund and magnetic slaveof the circle tha moves in turn through black and goldrise, lead and possess a creationso rich in life that its flowers perishand it is full of sadnessthe song of despairthe memory of you emerges from

50、 the night around methe river mingles its stubborn lament with the seadeserted like the wharves at dawnit is the hour of departure, oh deserted one!cold flower heads are raining over my heartoh pit of debris, fierce cave of the shipwreckedin you the wars and the flights accumulatedfrom you the wings

51、 of the song birds rose12最新 料推荐you swallowed everything, like distancelike the sea, like time. in you everything sankit was the happy hour of assault and the kissthe hour of the spell that blazed like a lighthousepilot s dread, fury of a blind diverturbulent drunkenness of love, in you everything sank!in the childhood of mist my soul, winged and woundedlos