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20 Poemas de Amor y una Cancion Desesperada (Spanish Edition) by Pablo Neruda (2005-01-01)
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Check availability details beneath the blue "Add to Cart" button. Advanced Search. Cien Sonetos de Amor. By Pablo Neruda. Add to Wish List. It's complicated, and may be unavailable. Pablo Neruda Poem 20 Tonight I can write the saddest lines.
Tonight I can write the saddest lines. I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too. Through nights like this one I held her in my arms.
I kissed her again and again under the endless sky. She loved me, sometimes I loved her too. How could one not have loved her great still eyes. To think that I do not have her. To feel that I have lost her. And the verse falls to the soul like dew to the pasture. What does it matter that my love could not keep her.
The night is starry and she is not with me. This is all. In the distance someone is singing.
In the distance. My soul is not satisfied that it has lost her. My sight tries to find her as though to bring her closer.http://www.cantinesanpancrazio.it/components/vykynyd/127-copiare-rubrica.php
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My heart looks for her, and she is not with me. The same night whitening the same trees. We, of that time, are no longer the same. I no longer love her, that's certain, but how I loved her. My voice tried to find the wind to touch her hearing.
She will be another's. As she was before my kisses. Her voice, her bright body. Her infinite eyes. I no longer love her, that's certain, but maybe I love her. Love is so short, forgetting is so long.