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Poemas del amor y de la muerte [Epigrafes griegos y Rubaiyat, de Omar Khayyam]

Song Cycle by Luis Sandi (1905 - 1996)

1. Quien no ha amado nunca

Language: Spanish (Español) 
Quien no ha amado nunca, amará mañana;
amará mañana quien haya amado ya.
La joven primavera, la sonora primavera, renueva el mundo.
Los amantes pasean por los claros del bosque, los pájaros cantan sus amores 
y los árboles beben gozosos la lluvia fecunda.
Afrodita trenza, con ramos de mirto, refugios de verdor.

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  • ENG English (Garrett Medlock) , "They who have never loved", copyright © 2021, (re)printed on this website with kind permission

Researcher for this page: Garrett Medlock [Guest Editor]

2. Bien amada

Language: Spanish (Español) 
Bien amada, ese velo deja traslucir la hermosura de tu cuerpo,
y sin embargo, es, ante mi deseo, más espeso que un muro de bronce.
¡Quítatelo! Yo también arrojaré mis vestiduras.
Que nada nos separe y el abrazo será más tierno.
Nuestros pechos y nuestros labios se unen.
Silencio: odio las palabras indiscretas.

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  • ENG English (Garrett Medlock) , "Beloved", copyright © 2021, (re)printed on this website with kind permission

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3. Aquí, con un pedazo de pan

Language: Spanish (Español) 
Aquí, con un pedazo de pan bajo el follaje,
un ánfora de vino, y tú, a mi lado, cantando en la soledad.
¡Ah, la soledad sería el paraíso!

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  • ENG English (Garrett Medlock) , "Here with a piece of bread", copyright © 2021, (re)printed on this website with kind permission

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4. ¡Qué mezquino el corazón...!

Language: Spanish (Español) 
¡Qué mezquino el corazón que no sabe amor!
Si no estás enamorado, ¿cómo puedes gozar con la deslumbrante luz del sol
o la suave claridad de la luna?

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  • ENG English (Garrett Medlock) , "How mean the heart", copyright © 2021, (re)printed on this website with kind permission

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5. Rodopis

Language: Spanish (Español) 
Rodopis, ocultemos a los curiosos nuestros besos;
realicemos, lejos de todas las miradas, el amable y peligroso servicio de Cipris.
El amor se complace en el misterio.
Evitemos las ávidas pupilas que nos acechan.
¡Oh, cuán dulce es la miel que se paladea furtivamente!

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  • ENG English (Garrett Medlock) , "Rhodopis", copyright © 2021, (re)printed on this website with kind permission

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6. ¡Ah, gocemos...!

Language: Spanish (Español) 
¡Ah, gocemos, ávidamente, de todo lo que pueda brindar la vida,
antes de que también nosotros bajo el polvo descendamos!
Polvo vuelto al polvo y, bajo el polvo yacer; 
sin vino, sin canciones, sin mujeres y sin fin!

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  • ENG English (Garrett Medlock) , "Ah, let us enjoy...!", copyright © 2021, (re)printed on this website with kind permission

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7. Vine al mundo

Language: Spanish (Español) 
Vine al mundo, como el agua que corre ciegamente, sin saber porqué ni de donde;
y habré de abandonarlo como el viento que sopla en el desierto, 
sin saber adónde ni porqué.
¿Quién, sin yo pedirlo, me trajo aquí de lo ignorado?
¿Quién, sin yo quererlo, me arrojará después a lo desconocido?
¡Ah, bebamos copas y más copas, hasta olvidar tamaña necedad!

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  • ENG English (Garrett Medlock) , "I came into the world", copyright © 2021, (re)printed on this website with kind permission

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8. ¡Ah llenad las copas!

Language: Spanish (Español) 
¡Ah, llenad las copas!
¿De qué sirve repetir que el tiempo huye y se desliza bajo nuestros pies?
El pasado ya no existe; el futuro aún no ha llegado.
¿A qué cavilar en ellos si el presente es dulce?

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  • ENG English (Garrett Medlock) , "Ah, fill the cups!", copyright © 2021, (re)printed on this website with kind permission

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9. Todo es un ajedrez

Language: Spanish (Español) 
Todo es un ajedrez de días, de noches 
con que el destino se divierte de los hombres;
Nos mueve a su antojo, nos da jaque mate y al final
nos vuelve a poner la gaveta de la nada.

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  • ENG English (Garrett Medlock) , "Everything is a chess game", copyright © 2021, (re)printed on this website with kind permission

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10. Un instante de reposo

Language: Spanish (Español) 
— This text is not currently
in the database but will be added
as soon as we obtain it. —

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11. ¡Oh, luna!

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12. Cuando hayamos muerto...

Language: Spanish (Español) 
Cuándo hayamos muerto no habrá ya rosas, 
ni cipreses, ni labios rojos, ni vino perfumado, 
tampoco habrá penas, ni alegrías,
ni auroras, ni crepúsculos.

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  • ENG English (Garrett Medlock) , "When we are dead...", copyright © 2021, (re)printed on this website with kind permission

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Total word count: 406