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To you, woman blessed

 

 

A ti, mujer bendita

aunque tu amor no me brindes

y tu amistad me sea inmerecida,

no me importa sufrir

a causa de esta erida...

 

Hoy mi necio corazón

razones no entiende,

y por tu ausencia

la llama del dolor se enciende.

 

 

 

 

 

 

To you, women blessed

although your love i am not brindes

and your friendship i is undeserved,

i don't care suffering because of this wound...

 

Today, my foolish heart

reasons does not understand,

and by your absence

the flame of pain lights.

COMMENTS
Wildthing said at 5:49 a.m. on Aug 21, 2009:
Loving the unattainable is a lost cause.
Oooo said at 5:26 p.m. on Aug 21, 2009:
very beautiful!
Leftofcenter said at 7:39 a.m. on Aug 22, 2009:
life is an endless.......?
I love the poem, thx for translating it (it sounds nicer in Spanish)
Swedfinn said at 3:36 p.m. on Aug 22, 2009:
beautiful poetry
Shenresi said at 3:52 p.m. on Aug 22, 2009:
I agree with Annelies!
Primoz said at 5:02 p.m. on Aug 22, 2009:
Lovely combination of picures and poetry. Congratulations to the idea!
ConnieL said at 1:19 p.m. on Aug 23, 2009:
Nice!
RosaneMar said at 5:26 p.m. on Aug 27, 2009:
Beautiful poem!!! And tabblo Nestor.
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