I took off petal after petal, as if you
were a rose,
in order to see your soul,
and I didn't see it.
However, everything around-
horizons of fields and oceans-
everything, even what was infinite,
was filled with a perfume,
immense and living. |
Te dehojé, como una rosa,
para verte tu alma,
y no la vi.
Mas todo en torno
--horizontes de tierras y de mares--,
todo, hasta el infinito,
se colmó de una esencia
inmensa y viva. |