Love Sonnet #17
Pablo Neruda
read by the Malis...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sKjzEHqPHQs
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sKjzEHqPHQs
edit: adding the English text, a friend just sent to me...
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I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,
or the arrows of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.
I love you as the plant that never blooms
but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers.
Thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,
risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.
I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you strightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
so I love you because I know no other way
than this: where I does not exist, nor you,
so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.
-Pablo Neruda
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