without you I like the foam that carries water
among thorns
roll - Sad dispossession -
starless and moonless. . . For without any star
my lost hope
truncated route which travelers longed
divagare
that
lost the trail goes to the world out of nothing.
No longer the light in your eyes I'll sweep the dark night
after giving
white mock my sad courage.
already in my bitter anger to sadness and grief
gave me your white hand
when a deep arcane
promised me heaven. . .
I will not be the dreamer dreams that auroral
spring I sing with feelings of love.
Bitter in pain with my penalties for witness
of loneliness, friend,
sailed in a deep sea to an unknown
world in search of peace and oblivion.
- Sancho Clemente Lozano -
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