I like for you to be still ~

roro

I like for you to be still   
composed by Pablo Neruda


I like for you to be still:   

it is as through you are absent   

and you hear me from far away and my voice does not touch you   

It seems as through your eyes had flown away   

and it seems that a kiss had sealed your mouth   

as all things are filled with my soul   

your emerge from the things, fill with my soul   

you are like my soul, a butterfly of dreams   

and you are like the word melancholy   

I like for you to be still, and you seem far away   

It sounds as though you are lamenting, a butterfly cooing like a dove   

And you hear me from far away, and my voice does not reach you   

Let me come to be still in your silence   

And let me talk to you with your silence   

That is bright like a lamp, simple as a ring   

You are like the night, with its stillness and constellations   

Your silence is that of a star, as remont and candid   

I like for you to be still: it is as though you are absent   

distant and dull of sorrow, as though you had died   

One word then, one smile, is enoug   

And I’a happy, happy that’s not true  

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尼奇怪

The grammer of this poem is really hard to understand.

roro

尼奇怪 发表于 2011-9-21 12:58
The grammer of this poem is really hard to understand.

Pablo Neruda (July 12, 1904 – September 23, 1973) was the pen name and, later, legal name of the Chilean poet and politician Neftalí Ricardo Reyes Basoalto. He chose his pen name after Czech poet Jan Neruda.
Neruda wrote in a variety of styles including surrealist poems, historical epics, overtly political manifestos, and erotically-charged love poems such as the ones in his 1924 collection Twenty Poems of Love and a Song of Despair. In 1971 Neruda won the Nobel Prize for Literature. Colombian novelist Gabriel García Márquez once called him "the greatest poet of the 20th century in any language."

[1] Neruda always wrote in green ink as it was his personal color of hope.On July 15, 1945, at Pacaembu Stadium in São Paulo, Brazil, he read to 100,000 people in honor of Communist revolutionary leader Luís Carlos Prestes.

[2] During his lifetime, Neruda occupied many diplomatic positions and served a stint as a senator for the Chilean Communist Party. When Conservative Chilean President González Videla outlawed communism in Chile in 1948, a warrant was issued for Neruda's arrest. Friends hid him for months in a house basement in the Chilean port of Valparaíso. Later, Neruda escaped into exile through a mountain pass near Maihue Lake into Argentina. Years later, Neruda was a close collaborator to socialist President Salvador Allende. When Neruda returned to Chile after his Nobel Prize acceptance speech, Allende invited him to read at the Estadio Nacional before 70,000 people.

[3]Neruda was hospitalized with cancer at the time of the Chilean coup d'état led by Augusto Pinochet. Three days after being hospitalized, Neruda died of heart failure. Already a legend in life, Neruda's death reverberated around the world. Pinochet had denied permission to transform Neruda's funeral into a public event. However, thousands of grieving Chileans disobeyed the curfew and crowded the streets.

尼奇怪

I just want to know why dear author contain this poem with the hidden pictures……

roro

尼奇怪 发表于 2011-9-21 13:28
I just want to know why dear author contain this poem with the hidden pictures……

Just fun~

尼奇怪

roro 发表于 2011-9-21 14:04
Just fun~

fun for all, all for fun~