tonight i can write

tonight i can write
by pablo neruda

tonight i can write the saddest lines
write, for example. the night is starry
and the stars are blue and shiver in the distance
the night wind revolves in the sky and sings.
tonight i can write the saddest lines
i loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.
through nights like this one i held her in my arms
i kissed her again and again under the endless sky.
she loved me sometimes, i loved her too.
how could one not loved her great still eyes
tonight i can write the saddest lines
to think that i do not have her. to feel that i have lost her.
to hear the immense night still more immense without her
and the verse falls to the soul like dew to the pasture
what does it matter that my love could not keep her.
the night is starry and the she is not with me.
this is all. in the distance someone is singing.
my soul is not satisfied that it has to lose her
my sight tries to find her as though to bring her closer
my heart looks for her, and she is not with me.
the same night whitening the same trees,
we, of that time, are no longer the same.
i no longer love her, that’s certain, but how i love her.
my voice tried to find the wind to touch her hearing.
another’s. she will be another’s. as she was before my kisses.
her voice, her bright body, her infinite eyes.
i no longer love her, that’s certain, but maybe i love her.
love is short; forgetting is long.
because through nights like this one i held her in my arms
my soul is not satisfied that it has lost her.
through this be the last plan that she makes me suffer.
and these that last verses i write for her.

(nakita ko jan nakakalat sa kung saan saan. naaliw sa title, tinapos basahin. at yun! naging tenant ng blog na pandigma. nagkataon namang wala pa ako sa mood magsulat. wala pang organization of thoughts… kalat-kalat pa. oha. tama na.)