Don't you know there is no one in the streets and no one in… - Pablo Neruda

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Don't you know there is no one in the streets
and no one in the houses?</p>There are only eyes in the windows.
If you don't have a place to sleep,
knock on a door and it will open,
open up to a certain point
and you will see that it is cold inside,
and that that house is empty
and wants nothing to do with you,
your stories mean nothing,
and if you insist on being gentle,
the dog and the cat will bite you.

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Pablo Neruda (born Ricardo Eliécer Neftalí Reyes Basoalto; 12 July 1904 – 23 September 1973) was a Chilean poet-diplomat and politician who won the 1971 Nobel Prize in Literature. Neruda became known as a poet when he was 13 years old, and wrote in a variety of styles, including surrealist poems, historical epics, overtly political manifestos, a prose autobiography, and passionate love poems such as the ones in his collection Twenty Love Poems and a Song of Despair (1924).

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Alternative Names: Nieh-lu-ta • Pamplo Nerouda • Neftalí Ricardo Reyes • Bāblū Nīrūdā • Neftalí Ricardo Reyes Basoalto • Nieluda • Neftali Ricardo Reyes Basoalto • Neftali Reyes Basualto • Neftali Reyes Basoalto • Neftali Ricardo Reyes • Neftalí Reyes Basualto • Pāplō Nerūda • Neftalí Reyespeneto

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I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close.

Muere lentamente quien no viaja, quien no lee,
quien no oye música,
quien no encuentra gracia en sí mismo.
Muere lentamente
quien destruye su amor propio,
quien no se deja ayudar...

Our love was born
outside the walls,
in the wind,
in the night,
in the earth,
and that's why the clay and the flower,
the mud and the roots
know your name.

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