Yo aqui vine a los limites
En donde no hay que decir nada
Todo se aprende con tiempo y oceano,
Y volvia la luna,
Sus lineas plateadas
Y cada vez se rompia la sombra
Con un golpe de ola
Y cada dia en el balcon del mar
Abre las alas, nace el fuego
Y todo sique azul como manana.
Pablo Neruda, It Is Born
April 13, 2011
blue like the morning
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My translation (though I prefer the Spanish)...
ReplyDeleteHere I came to the very edge
where nothing needs to be said
all things learned through weather and sea,
and the moon swam back,
its rays all silvered
and over and over the shadows would be broken
by the crash of a wave
and every day on the balcony of the sea
wings open, fire is born
and everything is blue like the soul of morning.
Beautiful.
ReplyDeleteI like the look and feel of your blog, and the intro you provided. Peace to you.
ReplyDeleteI found your blog because I was searching on Neruda's poem.
It is impossible to translate the meaning behind his words in another language but here is my best shot. It's not the official one I see quoted more often online, but as a fluent speaker of spanish, I can state that this is what those words mean to me:
Here I came to the edge
Where words are not necessary
The sea, the weather and time hold all the answers
And the moon pulled back,
Her rays all silvered,
And each time, the darkness was broken
With the crash of a wave
And each day, from the balcony of the sea
Wings open wide and sparks ignite
And everything returns to blue like tomorrow's morning.
Excellent! Thank you for that translation, and for your other kind words as well.
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