Hour of nostalgia, hour of happiness, hour of solitude.
PABLO NERUDAHour of nostalgia, hour of happiness, hour of solitude.
PABLO NERUDAYou are like nobody since I love you.
PABLO NERUDAIn this part of the story I am the one who dies, the only one, and I will die of love because I love you, because I love you, Love, in fire and in blood.
PABLO NERUDAI can write the saddest poem of all tonight. I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.
PABLO NERUDALike them you are tall and taciturn, and you are sad, all at once, like a voyage.
PABLO NERUDAConspirators in pajamas who exchange deep kisses for passwords.
PABLO NERUDAThe birds of night peck at the first stars that flash like my soul when I love you.
PABLO NERUDALaughter is the language of the soul.
PABLO NERUDAGive me silence, water, hope. Give me struggle, iron, volcanoes.
PABLO NERUDAMy feet will want to walk to where you are sleeping but I shall go on living.
PABLO NERUDALove is a war of lightning, and two bodies ruined by a single sweetness.
PABLO NERUDAI believed that the way passed through Man, and that it was from there that destiny had to emerge.
PABLO NERUDAAbsence is a house so vast that inside you will pass through its walls and hang pictures on the air.
PABLO NERUDAI want to do to you what spring does with the cherry trees.
PABLO NERUDATake bread away from me, if you wish, take air away, but do not take from me your laughter.
PABLO NERUDAYou are like night, calmed, constellated. Your silence is star-like, as distant, as true.
PABLO NERUDA