Tonight I can write the saddest lines.

Tonight I can write the saddest lines.

Write,for example, ‘The night is shattered and the blue stars shiver in the distance.’

The night wind revolves in the sky and sings.

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.

Tonight I can write the saddest lines.

To think that I do not have her.To feel that I have lost her.

To hear the immense night, still more immense without 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 shattered 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 searches for her as though to go to her.

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.

Another’s . She will be another’s. Like my kisses before.

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.

Because through nights like this one I held her in my arms

 my soul is not satisfied that it has lost her.

Though this be the last pain that she makes me suffer

and these the last verses that I write for her.

Tonight I can write the saddest lines.

-Pablo Neruda (july 12,1904-september 23,1973)

"Daca am crezut ca vocea sa e superba in felul in care ma inclesteaza in tacerea ei, daca am crezut ca atingerea sa este incredibila in felul in care imi aduce la viata pielea, ei bine, felul in care saruta este nepamantean. Si, cu toate ca nu sunt chiar o experta, sarutand numai cativa baieti inainte, totusi pot sa pariez ca un sarut ca acesta, un sarut atat de desavarsit si extraordinar, este ceva ce se intampla numai odata in viata."

Are you alive?Show me you're human..

Something from the past is holding me back… something that I try so hard to forget..

     And I’m falling again..

I can’t stop the voices wishpering in my head,loving you torments me,always makes me feel sad.

But I love you,again and again !

So,just run from me, ‘cause I can’t run from you..

Your words always confused me and I can’t understand..

Do you love me too or you’re just playing a game ?

And I’m crying , again and again..

Why couldn’t you tell me everything that you feel?

Should I keep tryin’ or should I stop here?

And I’m screamin’ again.. and again..