Yo, que tantos hombres he sido,

no he sido nunca aquel en cuyo abrazo desfallecía Matilde Urbach.

c'est la chaleur de ta voix

qui les apaise, et les traine

En el principio fue

The Road Not Taken

TWO roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way, 
I doubted if I should ever come back. 

I shall be telling this with a sigh 

Somewhere ages and ages hence: 

Two roads diverged in a wood, and I— 

I took the one less traveled by, 

And that has made all the difference. 

    Robert Frost (1874–1963)     

Yet knowing how way leads on to way, 

I doubted if I should ever come back. 

I doubted 
I doubted if I should
ever 
come back

I doubted if I should ever come back
ever come back
come back
come back
come back

come...
back
b-a-c-k

should I?

De cómo echamos en falta aquello que no tenemos, incluso habiéndolo rechazado en algún momento 

حَبَّذا الحال لَوْ اتَّحَدْنا

حامِلُ الهَوى تَعِبُ            يَسْتَخِفُّهُ الطَرَبُ

إِنْ بَكى يُحَقُّ لَهُ               لَيْسَ ما بِهِ لَعِبُ

تَضْحَكينَ لاهِيَةً               وَالمُحِبُّ يَنْتَحِبُ

تَعْجَبينَ مِن سَقَمي            صِحَّتي هِيَ العَجَبُ    

كُلَّما انْقَضى سَبَبٌ            مِنْكِ عادَ لي سَبَبُ 

El enamorado está cansado,                                      

                                           la emoción lo desprecia.

Si llora ciertamente está en su derecho                      

                                lo que hay en él no es un juego.

Te ríes despreocupada                                              

                                       mientras el amante solloza.

Te asombras de mi enfermedad                                 

                                      y mi salud es lo asombroso.

Cada vez que remite la causa                                    

                                              De ti regresa a mí otra.

   أبو نواس             

Abū Nuwās                

¡Qué bonito sería si nos hiciéramos uno!

أتذكّر السيّابَ

                               إن الشعر يولد في العراق  
                          !فكن عراقيا لتصبح شاعرا، يا صاحبي             


Pues la poesía nace en Iraq,          
 amigo mío, sé iraquí para ser poeta.  


                                                           محمود درويش 
                                                                           Mahmud Darwish

Poema completo

Leitmotiv (El motivo que guía)

 << Action expresses priorities >>

Mahatma Gandhi               

Hazme rocío

 يا صخرة الرعد رشّي       دمع الغمام عليّا

 

[Si mi verso se pierde,] derramen sobre la piedra

inerte lágrimas los relámpagos  

 

o

 

Oh piedra, que me esparza [rocíe] el trueno como las lágrimas de las nubes [caen] sobre mí

 

ابن بابك

<<...Si el joven fuese de piedra>>

ما أطيب العيش لو أن الفتى حجرٌ           تنبو الحوادث عنه وهو ملموم

¡Qué hermosura de vida si el joven fuese de piedra

por la que no pasaran accidentes, y se quedase intacta!

تميم بن مقبل

What a moment it was after all

I feel like an old tree that ain't got no water

Well, we ain't got much...we got each other
and that's enough but if you don't love me we ain't got nothing
we are...a family.
That's it

"Wo gehen wir denn hin? Immer nach Hause"

Novalis said, “I am always going home, always to my father’s house"

„Wir träumen von Reisen

durch das Weltall –

ist denn das Weltall nicht in uns?

Die Tiefen unsers Geistes kennen wir nicht –

Nach innen geht

der geheimnisvolle Weg.

In uns, oder nirgends

ist die Ewigkeit mit ihren Welten –

die Vergangenheit und Zukunft.“

                                                                Novalis

Oh, no, I'm not

I
I'm
I'm not
I'm not obsessing
.
I
I'm
I'm just
I'm just curious
.
I'm not obsessing. I'm just curious. I'm not obsessing. I'm not obsessing. Just curious. I'm not obsessing. I'm not obsessing. I'm not obsessing? I'm not obessing! I'm just curious! I'm just curious? Obsessing? Curious! I'm...not...I'm...obsessing. I'm NOT obsessing. I'm NOT NOT obsessing...

To be honest, I really am obsessing.

And maybe i'm too young to keep good love from going wrong 

But tonight you're on my mind so you never know

When i'm broken down and hungry for your love with no way to feed it 

Where are you tonight, child you know how much i need it 

Too young to hold on and too old to just break free and run

So i'll wait for you... and i'll burn

So i'll wait for you... and i'll burn

So i'll wait for you... and i'll burn

So i'll wait for you... and i'll burn

So i'll wait for you... and i'll burn

So i'll wait for you... and i'll burn

So i'll wait for you... and i'll burn

It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah

Maybe there's a God above

But all I've ever learned from love

Was how to shoot somebody who outdrew ya

.

.

.

[boundless and bare] The lone and level SANDS stretch far away...

Every time I think of you

I get a shot right through 

Into a bolt of blue

It's no problem of mine 

But it's a problem I find

Living the life that I can't leave behind

There's no sense in telling me

The wisdom of a fool won't set you free

But that's the way that it goes

And it's what nobody knows

And every day my confusion grows

Every time I see you falling

I get down on my knees and pray

I'm waiting for the final moment

You say the words that I can't say

I feel fine and I feel good

I feel like I never should

Whenever I get this way

I just don't know what to say

Why can't we be ourselves like we were yesterday

I'm not sure what this could mean

I don't think you're what you seem

I DO ADMIT TO MYSELF

THAT IF I HURT SOMEONE ELSE

THEN I'LL NEVER SEE JUST WHAT WE'RE MEANT TO BE

Every time I see you falling

I get down on my knees and pray

I'm waiting for the final moment

You'll say the words that I can't say

Every time I see you falling

I'll get down on my knees and pray

I'm waiting for the final moment

You'll say the words that I can't say.

Sometimes there's so much beauty in the world

Take her to the moon for me, okay?

He liked to make her laugh

Secrets and lies! 

We're all in pain! Why can't we share our pain?

...

I'll listen to you. I don't mind listening. I do it all the time