Si Tu Me Olvidas<\/em><\/p>\nQuiero que sepas
\nuna cosa.\u00e2\u20ac\u00a8\u00e2\u20ac\u00a8
\nT\u00c3\u00ba sabes c\u00c3\u00b3mo es esto:
\nsi miro
\nla luna de cristal, la rama roja
\ndel lento oto\u00c3\u00b1o en mi ventana,
\nsi toco
\njunto al fuego
\nla impalpable ceniza
\no el arrugado cuerpo de la le\u00c3\u00b1a,
\ntodo me lleva a ti,
\ncomo si todo lo que existe:
\naromas, luz, metales,
\nfueran peque\u00c3\u00b1os barcos que navegan
\nhacia las islas tuyas que me aguardan.<\/p>\n
Ahora bien,
\nsi poco a poco dejas de quererme
\ndejar\u00c3\u00a9 de quererte poco a poco.<\/p>\n
Si de pronto
\nme olvidas
\nno me busques,
\nque ya te habr\u00c3\u00a9 olvidado.<\/p>\n
Si consideras largo y loco
\nel viento de banderas
\nque pasa por mi vida
\ny te decides
\na dejarme a la orilla
\ndel coraz\u00c3\u00b3n en que tengo ra\u00c3\u00adces,
\npiensa
\nque en esa d\u00c3\u00ada,
\na esa hora
\nlevantar\u00c3\u00a9 los brazos
\ny saldr\u00c3\u00a1n mis ra\u00c3\u00adces
\na buscar otra tierra.<\/p>\n
Pero
\nsi cada d\u00c3\u00ada,
\ncada hora,
\nsientes que a m\u00c3\u00ad est\u00c3\u00a1s destinada
\ncon dulzura implacable,
\nsi cada d\u00c3\u00ada sube
\nuna flor a tus labios a buscarme,
\nay amor m\u00c3\u00ado, ay m\u00c3\u00ada,
\nen m\u00c3\u00ad todo ese fuego se repite,
\nen m\u00c3\u00ad nada se apaga ni se olvida,
\nmi amor se nutre de tu amor, amada,
\ny mientras vivas estar\u00c3\u00a1 en tus brazos
\nsin salir de los m\u00c3\u00ados.<\/td>\n
If You Forget Me<\/em><\/p>\n I want you to know
\none thing.
\nYou know how this is:
\nif I look
\nat the crystal moon, at the red branch
\nof the slow autumn at my window,
\nif I touch
\nnear the fire
\nthe impalpable ash
\nor the wrinkled body of the log,
\neverything carries me to you,
\nas if everything that exists:
\naromas, light, metals,
\nwere little boats that sail
\ntoward those isles of yours that wait for me.<\/p>\n Well, now,
\nif little by little you stop loving me
\nI shall stop loving you little by little.<\/p>\n If suddenly
\nyou forget me
\ndo not look for me,
\nfor I shall already have forgotten you.<\/p>\n If you think it long and mad,
\nthe wind of banners
\nthat passes through my life,
\nand you decide
\nto leave me at the shore
\nof the heart where I have roots,
\nremember
\nthat on that day,
\nat that hour,
\nI shall lift my arms
\nand my roots will set off
\nto seek another land.<\/p>\n But
\nif each day,
\neach hour,
\nyou feel that you are destined for me
\nwith implacable sweetness,
\nif each day a flower
\nclimbs up to your lips to seek me,
\nah my love, ah my own,
\nin me all that fire is repeated,
\nin me nothing is extinguished or forgotten,
\nmy love feeds on your love, beloved,
\nand as long as you live it will be in your arms
\nwithout leaving mine.<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Let’s not postpone enjoying poetry until we have time for poetry. Make time instead. This one is by Pablo Neruda. Si Tu Me Olvidas Quiero que sepas una cosa.\u00e2\u20ac\u00a8\u00e2\u20ac\u00a8 T\u00c3\u00ba sabes c\u00c3\u00b3mo es esto: si miro la luna de cristal, la rama roja del lento oto\u00c3\u00b1o en mi ventana, si toco junto al fuego la […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[9],"tags":[423,2549,390],"class_list":["post-495","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-books","tag-necessary-for-life-and-happiness","tag-poetry","tag-spanish"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.paulboccaccio.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/495","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.paulboccaccio.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.paulboccaccio.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.paulboccaccio.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.paulboccaccio.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=495"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/www.paulboccaccio.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/495\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.paulboccaccio.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=495"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.paulboccaccio.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=495"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.paulboccaccio.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=495"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}} |