{"id":10291,"date":"2021-09-26T10:18:40","date_gmt":"2021-09-26T07:18:40","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.magdalenabiela.com\/?p=10291"},"modified":"2021-09-26T10:18:41","modified_gmt":"2021-09-26T07:18:41","slug":"si-tu-me-olvidas-daca-ma-vei-uita-if-you-forget-me","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.magdalenabiela.com\/?p=10291","title":{"rendered":"SI T\u00da ME OLVIDAS \/ DAC\u0102 M\u0102 VEI UITA \/ IF YOU FORGET ME"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

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SI T\u00da ME OLVIDAS \/ DAC\u0102 M\u0102 VEI UITA \/ IF YOU FORGET ME<\/p>\n


Quiero que sepas
una cosa.<\/p>\n

T\u00fa sabes c\u00f3mo es esto:
si miro
la luna de cristal, la rama roja
del lento oto\u00f1o en mi ventana,
si toco
junto al fuego
la impalpable ceniza
o el arrugado cuerpo de la le\u00f1a,
todo me lleva a ti,
como si todo lo que existe,
aromas, luz, metales,
fueran peque\u00f1os barcos que navegan
hacia las islas tuyas que me aguardan.<\/p>\n

Ahora bien,
si poco a poco dejas de quererme
dejar\u00e9 de quererte poco a poco.<\/p>\n

Si de pronto
me olvidas
no me busques,
que ya te habr\u00e9 olvidado.<\/p>\n

Si consideras largo y loco
el viento de banderas
que pasa por mi vida
y te decides
a dejarme a la orilla
del coraz\u00f3n en que tengo ra\u00edces,
piensa
que en ese d\u00eda,
a esa hora
levantar\u00e9 los brazos
y saldr\u00e1n mis ra\u00edces
a buscar otra tierra.<\/p>\n

Pero
si cada d\u00eda,
cada hora
sientes que a m\u00ed est\u00e1s destinada
con dulzura implacable.
Si cada d\u00eda sube
una flor a tus labios a buscarme,
ay amor m\u00edo, ay m\u00eda,
en m\u00ed todo ese fuego se repite,
en m\u00ed nada se apaga ni se olvida,
mi amor se nutre de tu amor, amada,
y mientras vivas estar\u00e1 en tus brazos
sin salir de los m\u00edos.<\/p>\n

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PABLO NERUDA<\/p>\n

………………………<\/p>\n

DACA MA VEI UITA<\/p>\n


Vreau s\u0103 \u0219tii
un lucru.<\/p>\n

\u0218tii cum este e:
dac\u0103 m\u0103 uit
luna de cristal, ramura ro\u0219ie
a toamnei lente la fereastra mea,
dac\u0103 ating
l\u00e2ng\u0103 foc
cenu\u0219a impalpabil\u0103
sau corpul ridat al lemnului,
totul m\u0103 duce spre tine,
de parc\u0103 tot ce exist\u0103,
arome, lumina, metale,
au fost barci mici care navigheaza
spre insulele tale care m\u0103 a\u0219teapt\u0103.<\/p>\n

In orice caz,
dac\u0103 \u00eencetul cu \u00eencetul \u00eencetezi s\u0103 m\u0103 mai iube\u0219ti
Voi \u00eenceta s\u0103 te iubesc pu\u021bin c\u00e2te pu\u021bin.<\/p>\n

Dac\u0103 brusc
m-ai uitat
nu ma cauta,
c\u0103ci te voi fi uitat deja.<\/p>\n

Dac\u0103 tu consideri lung \u0219i nebun
v\u00e2ntul steagurilor
ce trece \u00een via\u021ba mea
si hotarasti
s\u0103 m\u0103 lasi pe malul
inimii \u00een care am r\u0103d\u0103cini,
tine minte
c\u0103 \u00een acea zi,
\u00een acel moment
imi voi ridica bra\u021bele
iar r\u0103d\u0103cinile mele vor porni
s\u0103 caute un alt p\u0103m\u00e2nt.<\/p>\n

Dar
dac\u0103 \u00een fiecare zi,
in fiecare ora
sim\u021bi c\u0103 e\u0219ti destinat\u0103 mie
cu dulcea\u021b\u0103 implacabil\u0103.
dac\u0103-n fiecare zi o floare urca
pana la buzele tale s\u0103 m\u0103 caute,
ah, iubirea mea, a mea,
\u00een mine tot acel foc se repet\u0103,
nimic din mine nu-i stins nici uitat,
iubirea-mi se hr\u0103ne\u0219te din a ta, iubito,
\u0219i-atat cat vei trai va fi-n bra\u021bele tale
f\u0103r-a le parasi pe-ale mele.<\/p>\n

…………………………………..<\/p>\n

IF YOU FORGET ME<\/p>\n


I want you to know
one thing.<\/p>\n

You know how it is:
if I look
at the crystal moon, at the red branch
of the slow autumn at my window,
if I touch
by the fire
the impalpable ash
or the wrinkled body of the wood,
everything leads me to you,
as if everything that exists,
aromas, light, metals,
were little boats that sail
toward those isles of yours that await me.<\/p>\n

Well, now,
if little by little you stop loving me
I’ll stop loving you little by little.<\/p>\n

If suddenly
you forget me
don’t look for me,
for I’ll have already forgotten you.<\/p>\n

If you consider long and mad,
the wind of banners
that passes through my life,
and you decide
to leave me at the shore
of the heart where I have roots,
remember
that on that day,
at that hour,
I shall raise my arms
and my roots will set off
to seek another land.<\/p>\n

But
if each day,
each hour,
you feel that you are destined for me
with implacable sweetness,
if each day a flower
rises to your lips to look for me,
ah my love, ah my own,
in me all that fire repeats itself,
in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten,
my love feeds on your love, beloved,
and as long as you live it will be in your arms
without leaving mine.<\/p>\n


translation, Maria Magdalena Biela<\/blockquote><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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